Got ready for a Craigslist sale last night. No responses so far. I had a couple of glasses of wine and a few relaxation pills. Fell asleep in front of the tv with a pot of boiling pasta elbows on the stove. Awoke to a stinky smoke filled apt and a pot of balls of black pasta burning. Not on fire but charcoal black. Still stunk when I left this morning for work. And I was late. No more pills and wine if I can help it.
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