I couldn't face going back downstairs and taking a picture of my failed attempt at ice cream. So instead you get a picture of my bedside table. This is what your bedside table looks like when you smash your entire life into one room. I'd say the two most noteworthy things are the red strap from a piece of luggage I haven't used in, oh, 3 months? In fact, the strap's never been used since it still has the original wrapping around it. The other thing is the remote control for a TV that isn't plugged in. I only use the TV to watch the (very) occasional DVD. Oh, and the remote doesn't work for the DVD player. This means it's useless.
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Um, I'm wondering where the framed picture of me is...
What went wrong with the ice cream?
I forgot to refrigerate the custard before I churned it. I just cooled it to room temperature. The result is similar to ice milk. I'll eat it, but it's not ice cream!
Right...Kim...your picture's on the nightstand on the OTHER side of the bed.
Ooo yeah, that would do it. Ice cream making is not a speedy process.
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