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2003-04-03 Smelly Wood. No, it's not a euphanism for somethingIt seems that the curry bombing was not in fact a terrorist strike but rather an employee’s lunch. Just as I was leaving this afternoon a memo was sent out asking everyone to be considerate about items in the microwave. I don’t do well with smells. They give me migraines at times. Synthetic perfumes, like those designer imposter fragrances make me break out and once some generic White Diamonds made me lose consciousness. I myself don’t usually wear any cologne although I do have some Diesel Green and Clinique Happy in my medicine cabinet. I’ll spray some in my hair as that usually doesn’t react. Or I’ll mist some on the underside of my shirt. I love the scent of Jasmine but can’t stand the fake one. I also like Eucalyptus. Not a fan of fruit or sweet scents. Cedar is amazing, and can relax me, although I have phobias concerning wood. I can’t touch it unless it’s been polished or finished and refuse to put it in my mouth. I’m okay with Bamboo but bark of any kind I avoid like the plague. Especially redwood bark. Because it’s fuzzy and that just isn’t right. I’ve now forgotten where I was going with all this smell and wood stuff. I guess it doesn’t really matter. Look at us, we're beautiful (0)
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