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7:09 - 2003-10-02
Brita Attacks
Last night was my grandpa's birthday, and we went out to eat, then came back to my grandma's house to eat cake and ice cream. Well for some reason, my sister and I were the only ones who wanted any cake and ice cream. Then she poured some milk, and I got into it, and so she poured me my own glass. More than I could possibly want.

So I got up, and she says, "No, Little One, you get back here and finish your milk."

I run off and she drags me back into the kitchen and sticks the full glass in my face. So I drink a little as she walks away, then I set the half a glass on the table and run off again. "What a good--" she says, then sees the glass. "Little One," she says angrily.

So she finally gives up and takes the glass into the kitchen and starts to wash it out in the sink. But my grandma has one of those Brita filters, and my sister is inept with apppliances sometimes, as most of us are, outside of a rare few.

My grandma's kitchen sink sort of looks out over the den through a square window, and directly below it is the computer desk, where I was sitting at the time. From where I was sitting, all I saw was a fountain of water come spraying straight up out of the sink, as the Brita filter went rocketting up into the air. Little Doodoo let out a hilarious "Blaahh!!" of surprise, and I began to cackle uncontrollably. Water continued to shoot all over the place until she finally gathered enough of her frazzled mind to shut off the sink. My dad was already on his feet and headed for the kitchen to find out what had happened while tears of entertainment blurred my vision and everyone told me to shut up because nothing could be heard over my laughing.

The explanation came slowly and disjointedly, but we pieced it together as basically this: Little Doodoo doesn't want to wash out a glass with holy and magical FILTERED WATER so she hits what she thinks is the switch to stop filtering the water. *magical femenine voice* Surprise! That was the filter release button. *snicker*

Incoming transmission from ~THE FUTURE~: That's essentially what happened. It is now 3-15-04. I came across this entry randomly (thank goodness) and it said across the top "DO NOT READ ME YET, I AM NOT FINISHED!" So about half of it was written a good while after it happened. I think I told someone about this the night it happened, but I don't recall whom. I tried to start the entry the following morning, but didn't finish until now. *sigh* Better late than never, I guess. Though I know it would have come out to be much more interesting if I had concluded this entry back when it actually happened. It's a shame to put a intriguing occurance to waste, but I can't travel back in time, and that's a really good thing.

Read Isaac Asimov's extremely confusing, but very well-written book End Of Eternity, it is about similar things. ^_^

 

 

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