molly has officially brought bacon-scented air freshener into our home and hung it in the kitchen.

i never thought of myself as an anal person, or even a particularly clean person, and yet any time i've lived with roommates i've been the analest person around. it's not that i need things to be in order, i just like things to be clean and odor-free. especially the odor of things like bacon and rotting fruit. i can't abide spilled meat grease ignored and left to congeal on the stovetop indefinitely until it turns into some unearthly substance that is no longer water, soap, or blowtorch-soluble.