The nose knows and says NO!

Yay for lame titles =D

I shall tell you about the horrible smells my nose had to suffer in the course of this otherwise uneventful day. It is a story of utmost horror, dark comedy and extreme coolness. I know. Buckle your seatbelts, its going to be a very exciting ride (or a boring ride, but you really should buckle your seatbelt anyway because its illegal not to).

So this morning I woke up at the wee hour of 7:45 am. Yes. During the holidays. I don't know how I do it, but since I love my cat, I dragged my ass out of bed to take Skittles to the vet.

Here's a picture of the darling angel =D

Shes looking a bit more docile than usual in this picture.

Skittles eye has been a bit gross so, as responsible pet owners, we dutifully took her to the vet.

I now realise she hates her carry case. Really really hates it. She made her dislike heard.

Me: Skittles please get in the carry case
Skittles: Mowwwwr
M: Okay I'm gonna shove you in!
S: MOWWWWRRR!!!!
M: ...Mum I can't do it! She'll claw my eyes out!

Yeah so we got her in. Then put her in the car. Where Skittles proceeded to pee.

Cat pee is the most foul smelling substance on the planet. =_=
Then we got to the vet and found out she had also pooed. =_____=
(but the veterinarian was a lovely lady and changed the newspaper for us).

That was okay. Because I love my cat and will put up with her retarded bladder and bowel movements. Yeah.

But you know whats not okay? People who don't shower. And show themselves in public.

Devona and I took a walk to the library. We're lazy and decided we need the exercise. On the way we encountered a very smelly man. It was terrible. But we walked past him really quickly so it was more like WHIFF and that was it.

Then we caught the bus home. As mentioned above, we are very lazy. Devona and I were like the first ones on the bus so we sat down. Then this guy, out of all the empty seats in the bus, sat down in front of us.

Oh my god. It was terrible. I wanted to move but didn't want to be rude. So we sat there, while Devona just sat there laughing at my facial expressions.

It was so so so bad. He smelt like he hadn't washed since he came out of the womb. You know how early scientists named foul smelling compounds from decaying bodies (putrescine, cadeverine etc). Yeah. Well I would definitely call that stench hoboine.

His stench was also quite peculiar. It wasn't a constant smell. It came in waves. Like the stench had a life of its own and each pulse of hoboine was a smelly heartbeat. Ergh.

It was the longest busride of my life.