Dear self:

You're drunk. You are the long-time, slow drinking, so-drunk-you-don't-think-you're-drunk, drunk.

Shut up.

how's that for an entry.

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Today I discovered the existence of Whipanol. It is alcoholic whipped cream. I. Must. Have. It. Now.I want a party. I want bacon-flavored vodka with my screwdrivers and Whipped Lightning. They're both supposedly available in Georgia. My birthday is next month. I think I have a mission ( Read more... )