The greatest pie in the world: A tribute
I can't sleep, because I'm at Heather's place, so I guess I'll write a blog about my night…
It was a good day because I woke up feeling good for the first time in a while, I had lots of energy, I got some things done, and when I babysat Sky and Shen I had a really fun time because I wasn't exhausted like I often am. Tonight I decided to help pay off my gym membership a little bit and watch Clara while Heather went to see her boy. When I got there, Clara really wanted to make a pie and I did as well. We then went to King Stupid's to buy all the ingredients to make the best pumpkin pie in the entire history of pies, Seriously, best pie ever… and so we did ( while there I ran into Ballard again, as I did yesterday at the gym, and made a fool of myself rambling on about how he stalks me in my dreams (which really is creepy), my face turning red, he says he just wanted to say "hi" in a raspy voice, seeing as how he lost his voice (usually he is more of the talker) Oi). So then we went back and made this pie, which turned out awesome, Clara did a great job and the pie was beautiful. I go to turn on the oven and it takes me minuet to figure out that the crappy dial turns the wrong way, but I set it to 425, of course only to find out that the stupid thing doesn't even ding when it reaches the correct temperature, but we eventually put the lovely pie in. I wait 15 minuets, at which point the pie looks lovely; the crust just getting a little brown and I decide to turn it to the off position so I don't forget, and leave it in there for just one more minuet until perfection sets in. However, when I go back to take it out instead of perfect pie, I smell burning, and as I open the shitty oven door I remember that the fucking dial turns in the wrong direction, and instead of my beautiful pie I see a blackened boiling pie under a red hot broiler! I take out the mess and tell Clara she needs to wait for it to cool. Then the only way I can get this nine year old to go to sleep in her own bed is to give her a piece of the ruined pie… and so she sits there, eating her blackened soupy pie watching the end of The Biggest Loser…
Yeah, I wonder who that is?
Haha, Tomorrow will be a good day though, my family got tickets to see Spam-a-lot, Yay!

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