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Oh bacon! Bacon!
A couple of days ago I allowed myself a celebratory rasher of bacon, thinking only of the amine load. And how incredibly yummy the stuff is.
I forgot about preservatives. Doh. I've had some of my worst reactions from preservatives (The Great Sultana Trial leaps to mind, and The Tooth Mousse Incident), but it wasn't until I felt dizzy and started to shake that I thought to check the diary and the books. Too much damn information sometimes. I'd prefer to use my brain for something else, frankly.
I passed on the driveway-based sun worship, for a neighbour is hosting some kind of popular gathering involving a bouncy castle. I did manage to get some sun by hacking away at some of the feral bits of the garden. I now have several large piles of branches and cuttings. Only 9 months 'til the next council pickup :-)
I've decided my intolerance to preservatives is in my favour when it comes to choosing companions for the post-apocalyptic period. I won't put a dent in the storehouses of tins, and I'll be highly motivated to locate and grow fresh food. Once I get past that awkward bunker phase.
I forgot about preservatives. Doh. I've had some of my worst reactions from preservatives (The Great Sultana Trial leaps to mind, and The Tooth Mousse Incident), but it wasn't until I felt dizzy and started to shake that I thought to check the diary and the books. Too much damn information sometimes. I'd prefer to use my brain for something else, frankly.
I passed on the driveway-based sun worship, for a neighbour is hosting some kind of popular gathering involving a bouncy castle. I did manage to get some sun by hacking away at some of the feral bits of the garden. I now have several large piles of branches and cuttings. Only 9 months 'til the next council pickup :-)
I've decided my intolerance to preservatives is in my favour when it comes to choosing companions for the post-apocalyptic period. I won't put a dent in the storehouses of tins, and I'll be highly motivated to locate and grow fresh food. Once I get past that awkward bunker phase.