OK, I guess in addition to smelling coolant, I’m a bit oversensitive to smells in general. Yesterday we were in the middle school auditorium for an orientation, and a woman came in and sat near me, and her body odor was overwhelming. To me, at least. I looked around, and it did seem like I was the only one gagging. Oh, well. It was only an hour.
The coolant smell is a bit less this morning, and the air duct cleaning seems to have worked wonders – only one big sneeze so far. Woohoo!
And the anti-allergen filters are in. I have no way of smelling if there’s a difference, because over the last few days I’ve been overwhelmed by the smell of car air conditioner coolant. The smell is not real, olfactory hallucinations are another symptom of paxil withdrawal. However, if I wake up in the morning and don’t sneeze my brains out, then clearly things are better.
I went to the health food store for vitamins. I did laundry. I played Sims 2, chatted for about a half hour. Not much of any value has been accomplished here today, but that’s OK.
Alison in Glendale, CA, signed up for a dating site. She used my address. Now, this strikes me as pretty dumb. How is she supposed to get dates if they can’t contact her? It’s like filling out your publisher’s clearinghouse contest with someone else’s address, or opening a bank account with a fake social security number. Of course, now that I’ve changed her profile to show she’s a fat, vegan Jain with children living at home with her, she might not want those e-mails after all. . .