3-day

This entry wasn’t given much thought so it’s kinda a structed stream of thoughts, okay!
Man! I keep forgetting it’s a 3-day weekend. Good thing, that, because yesterday went by really fast.
Saw Kinsey with Saku, Jennie, and Ron, and met up with Oniko and her pals for sushi afterwards. Even though the service at Benten was slow (I think they forgot my order), it was definitely a great experience after eating dining hall sushi all week… which, unsurprisingly enough, lacked basically all flavor and had to be drenched in soy sauce. Afterwards, the four of us headed to the new Trader Joe’s, and I walked around looking really authoritative because I used to work at a TJ’s. 😛
Let’s talk about personal hygiene.
I don’t really smell. No one’s really ever complained about me, except for times after playing, like, multi-hour blocks of DDR. But have I smelled GOOD? Well, no, not really, because I have a confession to make:
I have almost NEVER worn deodorant.
For those of you who are shocked and appalled, too bad because what’s done is done and you got Jeffrey stench all over you –ANYWAY…
I uh, have started wearing deodorant. And I wear cologne in public places. And of course, there’s the medication in the morning, and I never skip a day of showering, shampooing, conditioning, brushing my teeth, spraying my hair, washing my hands, and just ’cause I like stubble, I shave once every 3 days.
That might seem pretty basic, but for someone who’s been lazy and ADD-ish all his life, it’s a lot to keep track of.
I’ve mentioned my medication before… it’s just a really light daily dose of Wellbutrin, a slight anti-depressant and attention helper. I think it’s helped me do stuff like keeping track of all the stuff I need to do in the morning, without totally slacking off… uh…
Okay, that’s not exactly true. I still spend hours in the morning (when there’s nothing else to do) just aimlessly browsing the net until I finally decide to go take a shower, but I might just increase my meds to take care of that. Yes!
Right, time for lunch, bye.

15 comments

  1. I’ve heard many times over that white men smell like baloney.
    You have an odor whether you know it or not. The only time you smell it is when it becomes unusally strong and overwhelms your “used to it” level of smell.
    Wear some deoderant stinko before I make some lame and cliche porter joke.

    1. How so? Like, rashes on the feet or something like that?
      Even before I started taking Wellbutrin I had some bad bruises on my feet but they haven’t gone away since.

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