For anyone to whom it is not clear, pictured here is a broken egg. Underneath it, one can see my kitchen floor. This is the second time an egg has deemed it necessary to jump out of my refrigerator door and smash itself at my feet, necessitating a rather messy and difficult clean-up. I, for one, am over eggs and their drama.
Bonus: The Mysterious Egg Suicides: The Film Noir Version
(Alternate title: I should really go to bed before two am when I have class at nine the next morning)
Who, or what, will be next?
(But really, the eggs did just fall out through no fault of my own.)
(Also, how long are eggs safe to eat? Someone should let me know.)
(Second bonus update: egg yolks in Japan are really orange, and they freak me out. I read somewhere that egg yolk color is dependent upon the hen's diet, but I still don't trust these orange guys. They're far too ... pigmented to be healthy.)
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