that’ll show me

I woke up stupidly early, answered some emails (my boss: “what are you doing up so early? stop it!”) and thought about starting my day for real. I made one more attempt to sink back into sleep, which worked, I guess.

Next thing I knew I was looking for the source of an awful smell in the kitchen, which turned out to be a rat who was trapped in the hot oven. Once released, the rat ran around the kitchen, in flames, while my brothers stood there and refused to do anything about it.

Insomnia or flaming rats. This is my choice.