I Miss My Freezer

"No hope." Those were the repairman's final words yesterday, no hope. My refrigerator was proclaimed beyond repair. I should have known that this day would come when I had to take the halibut to my sister's house, so her freezer could babysit it for me. Yet, I held out hope that it could be fixed (after all, it was only eight years old).

Lucky for me, I have my bar fridge from school to hold me over until I buy a new one. The only drawback is that those things really don't freeze well. Man, do I miss ice cream!