The microwavé has started making clouds of acrid smoke and demented threatening buzzing noises that hasten me to the kitchennette for fear of something worse...
it's now plugged off and out of commission :( and i'm astonished at how integrated it is in my brain circuitry, i keep reaching for it...
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