Barf

I swear to God, if he EVER makes bacon in this house again, I'll fucking kill him. It's not just the initial smell (which brought about vomiting twice). The trouble with it is that I currently have the ability to smell like a police dog, and for the past four days, every time I come in, all I can smell is bacon. I'd talk about how gross it looks, but I'm feeling queasy enough.

No one ever REALLY prepares you for this. I mean, I've seen it on tv, and listened to my friends' stories, but...THIS IS SERIOUSLY UNPLEASANT. In addition to the olfactory overload and the constant urge to hurl, there's also a constant problem with gas. I mean, I should be able to fuel the car. And, everything hurts. I will never understand how women would choose to do this more than once.

Please tell me things will get better.