My lame druggie confessions

My Aunt once thought I was using cocaine, because she found a small packet full of loose white powder lying on my desk. Never mind that it could have been sugar or talc or that I had no history of drug use, but her first thought was that it must be cocaine.Then she thought that it probably belonged to my brother, him being prone to trouble n all...or better still perhaps we were snorting cocaine together, not wanting the other sibling to feel left out or anything. So anyway, she wanted to be sure, so like they do in the movies, she thought perhaps she should taste it. But because my aunt is sheltered and not like the rest of the cokehead family, she didnt want to risk it and get instantly addicted or anything, so she takes a sample of it to show another aunt, who presumably has more experience with narcotics.
Later,I did manage to convince said aunt, that it wasnt cocaine and she was being absurd and we all had a good laugh about it, though I still see her sneaking nervous glances at me and secretly checking my arms for for needle pricks....the things I have to live with.
So what was that white powder anyway? Carboxy methyl cellulose, a stabiliser used in making ice creams, I had gotten it at an ice cream making class a friend had forced me to go to....I was so bored during that class, but it was totally worth it for my coke adventure....see, this is how u know I'm totally starved for excitement.