I am a heathen and I cannot help it
I bought vodka at the liquor store last time I was there because I was out (if that's not a good enough to buy liquor, I don't know what is). On a whim, I decided to have a vodka martini last night, instead of a proper one with gin. God help me, but I liked it as much, if not more, than one with gin. I had another one tonight, and still enjoyed it.
I have tried to maintain a certain level of decorum and civility, but it appears that time in my life is over. I'm already feeling an urge to make primitive tools to hunt animals with, so that I can have food and warm clothing.
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