I'm busy. Y'all know that. I work two jobs in addition to being an "actress" (or starving artist, whichever). On top of that, there's the 8 hour a week acting class, and the endless hours of headshot mailouts, internet submissions, and the occasional freak-outs about my life and money to occupy my time. Then, I go and try to be a real person and have some fun every once and a while.
So, the other night after rehearsal, I was beat. I came home and decided to make some chicken for dinner. So I preheated the oven, got it all ready, then laid down to watch the episode of Friends where Joey has a man purse (awesome.) The next thing I know, it's 9:00 the next morning.
I open my bedroom door and I'm thinking, "why is it so hot in here?? Did Gina turn the heat on or something?" Then, I go to the kitchen where the oven is still on at 350, and raw chicken is sitting out on top of the stove, slowly cooking. Nasty. My first thought was, "oh I guess I should put the chicken in now" Then, "no, wait....THIS IS BAD!!!"
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