Considering what a stubborn  sob I can be, I'm really lucky I didn't get smoke inhalation. Instead of like, calling 911 as my house filled with smoke, I decided to fill things with water to put the tinder and logs in. Looking back, it was seriously not the smart plan, but I really didn't want to end up in the town newspaper nor have the cute firemen see me in my PJs. @_@ *mumbles something about pride*<br/><br/>Anyways, I'm fine, just....frustrated and unhappy. I'll have Michael's post up soon.