Eggs-cuse me!

Good Evening?  I've been trying to tweak my diet and get more protein, get strong.  I boiled some eggs last night.  Now, for those reader (again, readers plural would seem so arrogant) who have never made hard boiled eggs, they stink.

They have a distinctive, sulfuresque aroma.  Let's just say it's not going to ever make it to a candle or air freshener.  I have this bad habit of making food in my gym clothes as soon as I get home.  If I make something with garlic or onions (um, yum though), the next day, at the gym, I'll smell.  The food smell sticks to my clothes and I do not wash the gym clothes every time I work out.


First thing at the gym tonight,, I sat down to lift some weights (20lbs.).




I immediately smelled something like eggs, a sulfur stench.  I smelled my t-shirt and it smelled like laundry and whatever lotion or perfume was lingering.  No egg smell.  Not to be discriminatory, but there were some older people on the treadmills in front of me.  I suspected them.  Whoever smelt it dealt it, the old, classy, American proverb states, but I did not dealt it. Not this time.

This is an actual text from my phone yesterday.  Also, in case you don't know what a tuna war is, it's when one person likes light tuna and the other person likes chunk white tuna. 

At any rate, I went to another machine and I reeked of perfume suddenly.  I had forgotten what Obsession smelled like, so I sprayed some when I was leaving for work this morning and it must've gotten all over my gym bag.  This is a blog of smells, I guess.

If you think I don't need more perfume, you're wrong.

Also, look who's almost done!  Well, she's been done, but the companion one.