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I must be using the same detergent/fabric softener as my high school boyfriend because I keep smelling him and it is un-nerving me something fierce.

t /random

That's happened to me and totally wigs me. Because there's logical sense-making and then there is WHY DO I SMELL SOMEONE WHO IS NOT HERE? And asscaps are always more persuasive louder.

I must be using the same detergent/fabric softener as my high school boyfriend because I keep smelling him and it is un-nerving me something fierce.

I had that happen one time when I bought a random deoderant for travelling, and the first time I wore it, realized it must be what an ex used, cause it was freaking me out, smelling her all day.

In other words, you have my sympathies.

I just agreed to take a temp job. Boss-of-a-friend offered, they're desperate, and hell, since I get severance for these weeks, I'm not making unemployment anyway. But it involves CALLING PEOPLE. I don't know that I can really hack that.

Suddenly grateful that I am not sensitive to smells.

Smell related randomness: Son Bobby has started wearing cologne and is suddenly using the treadmill and weight bench. Me thinks some pretty has caught his eye. (he's 13)

My highschool boyfriend smelled like the cheap soap from the gym showers. I haven't smelled that smell in 20 years but I can still bring it to mind and have a happy yummy reminisce about how wonderful it felt just to cuddle up and listen to his heart beat.

Nora, if it persists, I'd get it checked. That might be carpal tunnel syndrome.

I'm way behind in Natter but maybe somebody here knows... what do airedales have to do with Scientology?

I had that happen one time when I bought a random deoderant for travelling, and the first time I wore it, realized it must be what an ex used, cause it was freaking me out, smelling her all day.

There's a fairly common salon shampoo--as in, I don't think you can get it from other retail outlets, but I've had my hair washed in it several times before haircuts--that my first post-college boss used. He was actually the worst person I've ever worked for, far worse than my previous boss. Previous boss just had a bad temper and was unreasonably demanding. First boss was a psychological and borderline sexual harasser, and if I'd known then as much as I know now about what's normal and acceptable, I would've left within a month, but he told me if I left before I'd worked the year I'd agreed to he'd give me a bad reference. I was 22 and stupid so I stayed.

Anyway, that shampoo turns my stomach. Whenever it's used on me in a salon, I wash my hair the instant I'm home. Fortunately my current place doesn't use it, but I guess what I should do is ask to smell the stuff before they put it on my hair. I have no idea what the problem product is, because when the stylist is washing my hair, my glasses are off and I'm, you know, leaning back with my head in a sink.

Today is a day I must avoid being nibbled by the ducks of death. I shall drive them off with my iPod.

t puts in earphones

t hits "play"

One, two ... one, two, three - huh! I was working part time in a five and dime.....

... my boss was Mr. McGee...

(ION, I am so tired that it almost HURTS)