April 25, 2005
meat
I had food from Viva Taqueria today. There are exclamation points on both ends, but so you don't have to close one eye and tip your head so that the first one looks upside down if you really try and then sit up straight again to see the second one the right way up, I'll just eliminate those pointy bits and let you know that they want you to be very excited.
I had enchiladas. They're yummy. But now I think I smell like my food. It was many hours ago now. I've washed my hands a thousand times with gardening soap--the kind that has pumice in it. No exfoliation can rid me of my scent!
I suspect I smell like the chorizo that I ate. Meat. Or onions and vinegar. A potato chip, I suppose. A chippy? Oh dear.
I think I will get in the bath and try to soak it off. So maybe if I use laundry detergent...that will be stronger, will help to dissolve my skin a bit. Protein gets out protein, right? This has the potential to be very gross. Dissolved skin. Yes, very gross, indeed.
But there must be hazards to smelling like an enchilada. Or thinking that I do. BrilliantEditor says that I don't. But I'm worried about the bear who craves Mexican food. What will I do then?
