I like a lot of synthetic smells, like paint, new carpet, new car, sometimes exhaust. Everybody finds this supremely weird. I remember going to the textile store with my mom, and it rocked.
Work needs to get a little more exciting. I'm dying of boredom. I can't even play solitaire anymore. Although, the delivery of the pens I ordered was pretty exciting.
My boy Nelok is at GenCon nerding it up as he should. The apartment is really quiet. I can dig being alone but I don't like night time, when I have to sleep. I'm a pretty big wimp.
Word of the day: mannequin
*eloe runs to the textile store*
Work needs to get a little more exciting. I'm dying of boredom. I can't even play solitaire anymore. Although, the delivery of the pens I ordered was pretty exciting.
My boy Nelok is at GenCon nerding it up as he should. The apartment is really quiet. I can dig being alone but I don't like night time, when I have to sleep. I'm a pretty big wimp.
Word of the day: mannequin
*eloe runs to the textile store*
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I guess I have a foundness for coffee-although it's not really synthetic.
I used to work at a solid surface company, they made(or i should say, I did) solid surface counter tops, bathtubs, etc. We used limestone fill, and poly -something resin to mix and cast. After a while, i never noticed the pungent smell of the damn chemicals, only those around me could, on my clothing. If i walked in there now, it would give me a headache big time. OSHA came in, and did a 'quality control' check on the fumes. They determined that those who worked in the area of the resin for 8 hours a day, could go home and have a beer-and have it equate to six beers. I guess it was killing some brain cells or something.
What was I talking about?