I did a little bit of photo-editing after a photo shoot with some friends. Used Picnik.com. Useful site, I might add.
We are moved into Olivia Place, which means that I am sitting on a couch writing this entry, not at a school computer, or at my friend's house. The place was a mess. I don't think that the guys knew how to clean. Housemate and I were going to bake a pie, in celebration of our moving from Blue Castle into something less sketchy, however, when we turned the oven on, there was so much crap caked to the bottom of the oven, that it actually lit on fire.
There were flames and smoke.
If I had been faster, I would have taken a picture, or a video, or something to commemorate the occassion.
Needless to say, Housemate and I decided that it would be better to just clean the thing.
So, we opened some coolers, looked at our messy house, and decided to tackle it in the morning.
See, originally, we were supposed to work the day after we moved in, but God knew we would need the day to clean and get organized. So, after working on Saturday, we both had Wednesday off. It took Housemate 5 hours to clean the oven alone (not the stove, not the little drawer thing underneath)...and that was using some super oven remover from work...the stuff we used to clean the ovens in the dorms. It took me 2 hours to clean the fridge (excluding freezer), and another couple hours to wash down gross walls, and kitchen floors and tables.
Needless to say, its been fun.
Word of the Day: immature
Quote of the Day: "Our oven's on fire!" -Kait