"That looks like a lot of blood."
I failed at frying chicken tonight. The comment above was made by my roommate after the second time I declared my chicken to be done. It looked done to me! It was the color of KFC chicken, which apparently means nothing when you're frying chicken yourself.
On another note, I'm sitting outside of the Wilk right now. I'm bumming off of BYU's internet because my internet, like everything else in our apartment, has failed. The vacuum motor gave up the ghost, my bedroom light doesn't know the difference between ON and OFF, and for some reason the person in charge of designing the apartment didn't think that we would need any light in our living room.
Everybody shout "Hooray" for BYU housing! It's part of the experience.
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