I shot the sheriff…
But I did not shoot the refrigerator. Well, it seems I did. I just went to get a drink and it died on me!
Most unusual, the way it died. Just went phoot…nothing more. Just phoot. It was a rather pathetic sound and then the light went off.
So I called Richard and he’s coming over to phix it.
Yay! I can’t have my drinks and icecream going warm (although the icecream is in the freezer, I pressume they’re both phooted since they’re attached).
See. I’m cursed.
Technology despises me. Bah.

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Comment by Francis — March 3, 2006 @ 12:02 am