There was a fire in the kitchen tonight. I was sort of the catalyst, though the fire marshall said the cause was a cutting board behind the toaster oven. This was apparently my family's storing place for it, gah. It melted down and caught stuff on fire when it oozed around.
I managed to beat it out with a big cloth before anything major happened, but still somewhere around 1k-2k damage most likely, thankfully my parents have insurance. Mom was surprised I kept my cool. The flames were about five feet high, I just waded in and started whacking things. I have slight burns and I'm covered in soot and smell like I've lived in a smoking bar for about a month.
Gonna get a shower and lay down. Oog.
I'll have picture of the damage in a few days.