Tuesday, March 13, 2007

This Daylight Savings Time is seriously screwing with me.

Okay, it's just an hour, but you know what? Even though the time on my computer now says 8:25 a.m., I know it's really 7:25 a.m.

Oh, and my desk kind of smells -- as in, I got to work and discovered my lunch leaking and that taint of a food smell has now soaked its way into my makeup bag, which I promptly washed out.

Actually, I wiped down my whole desk with Lysol wipes right afterwards and then went crazy spritzing perfume in the problem areas.

And now, I can still smell it. Or...I think I can still detect a trace of it and I have to suppress the urge to surreptitiously sniff various surfaces like some bloodhound. Either that or get somebody else to stand in my desk area and see if there's anything weird smelling about it.

I have this thing about bad smells --- you'd be surprised at how many people don't have a thing about bad smells. But whether it's body odour, bad breath, dirty hair or just anything that indicates you don't bathe on a regular basis, I can't stand it. And the thought of smelling like that myself is one of my fears. (I won't say "greatest fear" because I made that mistake of declaring that bad breath was my greatest, all-time fear, and that just made me come off looking like some nut case.)

Great.

The fire alarm.

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