cimorene

last year we learned about living with boys that, while it may be adviseable to have a sign in the bathroom (attention! please do not leave undergarments in the bathroom), such a sign is not necessarily efficacious.

so today for 9/11 the rc brought coffee icecream and i chatted with two of the senior guys in the living room for a bit.

then i was in my room and smelled burning, and it kept getting stronger, so i followed my nose out of my room and down the hall sniffing inquisitively. ummmmm, lessee, empty room, no, carlo's, no--they were both in one room, chatting.

cim: are you burning things?
both: yes.
hispanic boy: well, actually, we were.
tall boy: we're not any more.
hispanic boy: well, actually, we were boiling water. because he wanted tea.
cim: ::tries not to laugh:: ah-hah.
tall boy: ::broods::
hispanic boy: but apparently there was, like, something on the burner--
smoke: ::wreathes the room::
smell: ::does not abate::
cim: so you don't have a... coffeemaker.
tall boy: ::is so surprised by suggestion that he jumps::
hispanic boy: no. unfortunately.