Well this is freaking me out. I totally smell bacon. But I have not cooked bacon in weeks, and I have a house where nobody else lives.
Should I go check for a bacon-loving Caspar?
Yes, more, many more, typos corrected. What a threilling Firday night, staying at home drinknng Crystal Light and liquor and smelling bacon. And making typos. w00t!
I have had three drinks tonight–at home–HIGHLY unusual–and I don’t know how people do this every night. I am totally ready for a nap. I could certainly not drive. I also don’t know how I managed not to kill myself years ago when I drank far more than this on a regular basis. White Russian, shot of Irish Mist, one after the other, was about the usual. Nauseating to think of that now. Hang around people who drink a lot, you’ll drink a lot too. Don’t even think you won’t. Unless you stop drinking entirely, then maybe you can do it. Anyway, if you leave the environment of lots of people who drink, that might be enough to make you stop.
By the way, Crystal Light Lemonade with Limoncello and Myer’s Rum is DELICIOUS. And low-calorie! (Relatively.)
Also, I have corrected many, many typos. You would not want to see this post before I had done so, as it probably looked like one of those South Seas clicking languages.