But I am proud that HE called maintenance for the first time in eight years. I kind of wish he had burned the sugar cookies (pre-formed and frozen, with a brand spanking new timer on the wall two feet from the stove, Oy) instead of the ones that I like, but hey, at least he didn't burn the apartment building down. In all fairness, our oven sucks, it's hard not to burn stuff in it, what with all the flipping stuff halfway through because it does not heat evenly.
It was kind of sad to leave Annie's house. She's so much fun and I love her dearly. I am truly lucky to call her friend.
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