My dear brother (probably soon-to-be-dead-by-my-own-hands for his intolerant actions) had visited my freezer (also my sister has a part in this extreme situation), removed and used every single ice-cube I had and left the ice-cube container empty and out of the freezer (not that it would have made any difference if it was empty inside the freezer, he could still have been starting a controversial conversation with radishes).
So, happy in my ignorance, I prepared my world famous frape. A short moment latter my good mood disappeared like a planet under the gravitation effect of a black hole, and in GREAT horror as soon as I was indulging my mind to a chilled frape, I realized the ugly truth, and it was as hard as a meteorite's impact on earth. I was left with a warm substitution of my world famous frape, with no ice-cubes to ease my thirst.
"The battle was lost but not the war"After I took a few deep breaths, inhale-exhale, breath with me, slow down my heart beats, ate a chocolate bar, rationality come back to me and I postponed my plans for world annihilation, which I regret it now. My thoughts were faster than a speeding bullet, faster than light itself. And without further delay I placed my coffee into the freezer.
After 10 min (present time) I'm writing those lines with a cup of chilled frape happy and content with myself and my everlasting ability to face boldly any challenge and deal successfully with them...So the moral lesson for today is:
"World Annihilation can always wait a few more days"
