Day 6


     The sick stench of tequila is fading, and a hint of pineapple seems to be replacing it. The heart becomes giddy at the thought of the unsuspecting twenty-somethings that will partake of this devil libation. I suspect that even those who ordinarily claim allergy or instinctively recoil at the scent of tequila will be charmed into submission by the power of the fruity scent which is blossoming in this container.

      The volume is still unchanged. Fortunately, the temperature within the refrigerator has returned to 9°C (49°F). This is a good sign. I have good feelings about the outcome of this experiment.