I Like The Way I Smell
2002-05-30 - 4:23 p.m.
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Its 4:20, do you know where your children are? I want to come clean. Its confession time. I did not apply deodorant today, and frankly, I'm loving it. I am totally digging the way I smell. I like it. I used to be paranoid about stuff like that, caking on the deo, ruining shirts. Even though, maybe I was a closet BO narcissist. I like the way I smell. I'm all right with that. It doesn't mean that I will go trotting around town, attending dinner parties, and being socialite of the year with a case of underarm funk, or as I like to call it, pheremone production. I'm half-civilized and all. But it does mean on languid days such as these, with no real responsiblitiy before me except staying on the mend, I can bandy about my house, sans deodorant, and catch an occaisonal whiff and love myself. I like the way I smell, and I think that's okay.
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