I am

so angry right now.

I love baking. I mean I LOVE BAKING. I don’t do it very often here because my roomies are picky and seriously only eat brownies out of the box so, no baking.

today i really really wanted to make cheesecake though. so I did! except

our fucking satan oven apparently decided in the three seconds (ok maybe five) that it took for me to get from my chair to the oven was all it needed to completely and utterly scorch the bottom

and now i have all this cheesecake filling and absolutely no desire to do anything with it

i’m so angry

Talking Harry Potter/Pottermore with my parents and
Mama: Hooow..did you find out about my wand??
Me: you told me like five minutes ago…?
Mama: O-oh. Well then! That explains that teehee*
Me: Oh mama.
Me:….mamaaaaa
Me: just killed a maaaaaaaan
Me: put a wand against his head
Me: avada kedavra
Me: now he’s deaaad