2012-12-18 17.44.37

This afternoon I walked into the kitchen after hearing the stove-fan and smelling something synthetic burning. Turns out my housemate Ash was cutting some of his rock-climbing gear to length by heating up my steak knife on the stove and using it to cut his little ropey thing so it would melt at the ends and not fray…while at the same time melting all over my knife.

Because I mean why wouldn’t you?