| [o@d] Unattainable Laxation |
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Violently agitated and highly implacable, I savor the time in my unproductive hour. My hypothetical fortune, it's like catching a sniff of tequila in the morning.
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Saturday, December 8
there was an odd smell floating in the hall today. [this is not an uncommon event, i could report daily about the smells in this very hall] and i spent the whole walk down the hall trying to figure out what it was. i was peeking into rooms and picking my brain to try and place this smell. it was really familiar and gross and i couldn't put my finger on it. it was driving me nuts by the time i reached the door, and i was beginning to think that i would never figure it out. i exited the hall and pushed the button for the elevator. when the hall door closed and clicked behind me, something clicked in my brain. washing dishes. yeah! by george, i had it! what the smell had reminded me of was hot water washing off meatloaf from a dinner plate. yum-yum!
Slapped up here on 12/08/2001 06:36:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...
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