i smell awesome
Mar. 2nd, 2009 12:03 amWhat's that smell?
That's the smell of AWESOME.
I did Pilates in my white practice jersey, which was clean, yesterday morning. Then I changed my shirt to go out and about. Then I slept in the white practice jersey. Then I was lounging around in it, braless (hot!), doing bout footage. Then my phone rang. It was Mia, trying to figure out which Tim Hortons' we were supposed to be at.
We???
SHIT! PR meeting, NOW!
Put on bra, kept white shirt on, put on tights and skirt and pants (it's cold, dude), ran out door. Took skirt off in car since it looked dumb. Went to meeting. Put skirt back on, took pants off, skated.
I had a BLAST skating. I dunno, we didn't do anything awesome, and my toes were numb the entire time I mean totally numb like I wasn't sure they were there, like I took a skate off and was pushing off with my foot and rolling on the other foot and I could not feel my toes hitting the floor numb. Eugh! They're all hot and sausagey now.
But I had a blast. We just got real silly and were having fun. I found out my lineup and we all decided that we were the Ladies of Line [X] and made a thing out of it, which was fun.
Over the summer we had this thing about smelling awesome, and so at the end we were yelling about smelling awesome.
I went grocery shopping on the way home. I never go to Tops, but it's enroute to home and we're low on milk and eggs and all kinds of stuff, so I bought things there. Everyone else there was young heterosexual couples, where the male was in jeans and the female was in pyjama pants that either belonged to the male or just looked like they did. And yet, I somehow was the one getting odd looks. (I left the skirt on, over the pants. Hotness.)
I got home and unloaded the groceries. Fi came into the kitchen to talk to me and steal my food. Suddenly she recoiled.
"Oh my God," she said, retching.
"What?" I asked, baffled.
"You smell awful!"
"Ha," I said, "no, I smell awesome."
Derby desensitizes you to these things.
I finished my apple and drank my drink and only after that did I go shower. I smell like an old lady now, though. I need better moisturizer.
That's the smell of AWESOME.
I did Pilates in my white practice jersey, which was clean, yesterday morning. Then I changed my shirt to go out and about. Then I slept in the white practice jersey. Then I was lounging around in it, braless (hot!), doing bout footage. Then my phone rang. It was Mia, trying to figure out which Tim Hortons' we were supposed to be at.
We???
SHIT! PR meeting, NOW!
Put on bra, kept white shirt on, put on tights and skirt and pants (it's cold, dude), ran out door. Took skirt off in car since it looked dumb. Went to meeting. Put skirt back on, took pants off, skated.
I had a BLAST skating. I dunno, we didn't do anything awesome, and my toes were numb the entire time I mean totally numb like I wasn't sure they were there, like I took a skate off and was pushing off with my foot and rolling on the other foot and I could not feel my toes hitting the floor numb. Eugh! They're all hot and sausagey now.
But I had a blast. We just got real silly and were having fun. I found out my lineup and we all decided that we were the Ladies of Line [X] and made a thing out of it, which was fun.
Over the summer we had this thing about smelling awesome, and so at the end we were yelling about smelling awesome.
I went grocery shopping on the way home. I never go to Tops, but it's enroute to home and we're low on milk and eggs and all kinds of stuff, so I bought things there. Everyone else there was young heterosexual couples, where the male was in jeans and the female was in pyjama pants that either belonged to the male or just looked like they did. And yet, I somehow was the one getting odd looks. (I left the skirt on, over the pants. Hotness.)
I got home and unloaded the groceries. Fi came into the kitchen to talk to me and steal my food. Suddenly she recoiled.
"Oh my God," she said, retching.
"What?" I asked, baffled.
"You smell awful!"
"Ha," I said, "no, I smell awesome."
Derby desensitizes you to these things.
I finished my apple and drank my drink and only after that did I go shower. I smell like an old lady now, though. I need better moisturizer.
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Date: 2009-03-02 07:22 pm (UTC)Of all the funny bits in this I think I like the off-handed remark at the end of this sentence the best:
Fi came into the kitchen to talk to me and steal my food.
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Date: 2009-03-02 07:27 pm (UTC)But yes, she was kind of just there to steal my food.