word to the wise: never, under any circumstances, accidently buy baby-fresh scented room deoderizer. i did this some time ago, and out of guilt that i had spent the entire $2.89 or whatever it is, i decided i had to keep it and deoderize my rooms with it until it was all gone. guilt over this is stupid, i know. usually, i just use it in the kitchen, honestly. the trash is in there, it's summer, you know what i mean. however, last night i had to investigate some terrible rotting smell that was infesting the poor room. the culprit was a bag of newly-bought potatoes that had decided to prematurely rot away. i mean rot away. liguidy smelly guck was in this potatoe bag. so i hefted the thing out of the cupboard, wondering why i insisted on buying the entire bag when i don't eat potatoes that incredibly often at this point. of course, i had wanted to make my not-so-famous-but-should-be homemade scalloped potatoes. this is not going to happen now. i carry it to the trash, plunk it in, dribbling gross brown liguid on the 70's linoleum floor. gross, people. the smell is there, but at least the cause is now contained. so, i reach under the sink for the lysol deoderizer. okay, gross potatoe rotting smell plus baby fresh scent equals the approximate smell of dirty diapers. bleeechk! something about a baby type smell plus rotting grossness. it's just not good. the next time i'm at target i'm getting some kind of potporri, citrus scent or something.
i am also very bored with my life today. i'd rather be trekking through foreign mountains or on a boat somewhere exotic or actually having a meaningful existence at the moment. i don't have to be in those foreign locales right now, i'd settle for the meaningful existence, the interesting life. the job that takes me to do good things (not that mine is bad, but it is the 9-5 computer in an office thing...) something new is needed!
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