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So, I never hardly wear shoes. Now that I'm unemployed, I might put some sandals on, but yeah. I have about 40 pair of shoes and never hardly wear any of them.
So, while my feet might smell of earth, and are usually dirty, they don't stink.
And yet, I noticed as the day wears on, my feet start smelling....strange. I couldn't put my finger on it. Just...I dunno...almost a food-like scent, but not nearly so pleasant. I'd wash and couple hours later, there it is again.
(Ha...this just in...my feet just came out of a pair of hikers...you'd think they would stink now, but they don't. Smells like my freshly laundered socks. See? I don't have a problem with foot odor...usually.)
Part II
Okay, my property is covered with fucking millipedes. Not the big flat backed ones like my dad has at his place, or the big, black Skytrain-like buggers you find in the woods. No, these are small, black and brown gits about the thickness of a bamboo hibachi skewer and about an inch long. And they are everywhere. I keep finding the little pests in my house, even.
Oh, and when I said they were fucking millipedes? I meant that. They are fucking each other's brains out. Ever see a millepede make sweet, sweet love to another millipede? Well, I don't know how they keep staight what leg belongs to whom. It's interesting, though. Almost graceful. Anyways, my propery is one big LITERAL clusterfuck of millipedes.
So last night, I'm sitting there sniffing my foot again, trying to figure out what IS that SMELL? It's freaking familiar...it's....it's.....
almonds. Holy crap, my feet are covered with cyanide residue.
From running barefoot all day across the millipede orgy that my yard, deck, and sometimes floor has become. I learned from another thread on here that not everyone can smell that odor. I wonder how many other people run around all day reeking of millipedes and don't even realize it?
So, while my feet might smell of earth, and are usually dirty, they don't stink.
And yet, I noticed as the day wears on, my feet start smelling....strange. I couldn't put my finger on it. Just...I dunno...almost a food-like scent, but not nearly so pleasant. I'd wash and couple hours later, there it is again.
(Ha...this just in...my feet just came out of a pair of hikers...you'd think they would stink now, but they don't. Smells like my freshly laundered socks. See? I don't have a problem with foot odor...usually.)
Part II
Okay, my property is covered with fucking millipedes. Not the big flat backed ones like my dad has at his place, or the big, black Skytrain-like buggers you find in the woods. No, these are small, black and brown gits about the thickness of a bamboo hibachi skewer and about an inch long. And they are everywhere. I keep finding the little pests in my house, even.
Oh, and when I said they were fucking millipedes? I meant that. They are fucking each other's brains out. Ever see a millepede make sweet, sweet love to another millipede? Well, I don't know how they keep staight what leg belongs to whom. It's interesting, though. Almost graceful. Anyways, my propery is one big LITERAL clusterfuck of millipedes.
So last night, I'm sitting there sniffing my foot again, trying to figure out what IS that SMELL? It's freaking familiar...it's....it's.....
almonds. Holy crap, my feet are covered with cyanide residue.
From running barefoot all day across the millipede orgy that my yard, deck, and sometimes floor has become. I learned from another thread on here that not everyone can smell that odor. I wonder how many other people run around all day reeking of millipedes and don't even realize it?
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