There are a couple of things I'd like to use it (edit: the microwave, not the handwriting) for, but it's not worth giving up the space.

Um, yep.

Oh yeah, handwriting in all caps is totally different.

Mine is a hodgepodge of lower case, upper case, and cursive. But it's legible.

So I was riding a bus to work this morning when I saw a bunch of cop cars in front of a building on Dodge Ave. Then after lunch I drove past the building again - the police cars were still there, there was yellow crime-scene tape and two Police vans marked 'Forensic' on them. It turns out that a four-year-old kid shot himself - he died this afternoon.

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You know, a friend gave me a microwaveable neck thingy, and I think it was filled with buckwheat. I loved that thing. I left it at my parents' house when I went abroad and a few months later when they were moving house, they found it had become infested with maggots.

No more organic heating devices for me, though I do fantasize about them when my neck hurts. I saw something in Bed Bath that looked like it would do the trick without encouraging life, but was still too scared to buy.

Oh, tommy, that is so sad.

Ouch, Tom. That's awful.

See, I tend to make craploads of food that I then refrigerate or freeze. Without a microwave, they'd be inedible. Or grossly overcooked. I just recently got a toaster oven. Mainly so I could eat TJ's naan. That's pretty much all I've used it for, other than a few toasted cheese sandwiches.

That is so sad.

I use my toaster oven way more often than my microwave; but then I didn't have a micro until I was, uh, 33-ish, so I didn't grow up inculcated in its weird ways.