I can not help but be extremely impressed that I have made it almost 3 weeks without wearing any deodorant or antiperspirant. I should likely cut down on the obsessive arm pit smelling but I have an obsession with smelling things in general.

I stopped wearing deodorant because I sweat a lot. Hmmmmmmm how does that work?
I sweat everywhere, but my arm pits and back sweat excessively. I looked into getting botox injections in my arm pits but found it as expensive as I did disgusting. I also looked into getting my sweat glands removed but they won’t do it for what I deem to be excessive.

I don’t remember sweating a lot when I was younger, people picked on me for the most idiotic things, I can only imagine that if my shirts had of been dripping wet and covered in yellow stains I would have surely heard about it. Now, as an adult my sweating causes major paranoia and a desire to wear a lot of dark colors. I worry about sweating so much that the worrying makes me sweat. My shirts are constantly being ruined. (not that I need an excuse to buy new clothes) It often feels like I have streams running down my legs in the summer. The worst is after a run. My back will sometimes bead with sweat for HOURS afterwards. Hours.

Adam and a few other friends that I have don’t wear deodorant and none of them reek or even smell bad. With my nose being as strong as it is, it did take me a long time to adjust to Adam not wearing deodorant but now that I have it has paved the way for me to stop wearing it and see if it helps to have the pores open. I wore so much deodorant–I am already a pharmaceutical company’s dream–that I fear my innards will break down well before their time.

It may just be my imagination but I seriously think I am sweating less. It is only mid-May, when summer starts I may be singing a different tune, but until then, smell me later !!

Gus needs you ! She needs you now ! There are two photos of her on Kitten War and she needs your help !

Please vote for our Troop !

I do not understand why she is not doing better. I have tried to vote for her but have not come across her; if you become addicted to voting and see her please do the right thing.

The first photo is called Gus

The second photo is called Greeper

All you need to do is start a kitten battle !

Poor Gus had no food. I thought there was a little bit left but there was not and she had to go from last evening till this morning at 10:15 with no food. When Adam left to go get some she was sitting by her dish and staring at me, she was mad. She can’t have generic cat food it has to be ‘special’ from a specialty store or else she would have barfed everywhere. Were it not for that, we would have been able to grab some pretty much anywhere when we discovered she was out.

Yesterday along with playing way too much golf inside and just enough out side time was made for me to learn how to play the gi-tar (also known as a guitar). I can now proudly display my blistered fingers and say ‘hey do you want to hear what I can play on the gi-tar,’ when folks come to visit. I have gi-tar skills now. At present I can play the opening riff from The White Stripes ‘Seven Nation Army’ and one of the crazy songs from Kill Bill that the 5,6,7,8’s play. That one I can’t really do today because my fingers are too sore. David brought over a gi-tar today that has different strings that are not so hard on my ‘new to the gi-tar fingers’. Adam’s gi-tar strings are too heavy of a guage for me. As soon as I stop whining about how sore my fingers are I am going to learn some power chords. Power chord skills will surely come in handy. They sound fun, I am tres excited.

Must go play golf now, I forgot to mention I took Tiger down on May 1, 05. I wrapped Tiger 2005 before Adam. I am so very proud of myself being I have never finished a game before him, this also means all my gear is way cooler than his.

Over the last 10.5 years Gus has acquired a lot of nicknames, they are as follows:

- Gustapo
- Stinky Poo Poo Head
- Gussy
- Grubus
- Burmis
- Moldilocks
- Greeper
- Gruse
- Grus
- Goose
- Gerbus/Grbus
- Gustoferson
- Burmio

My favourite: Stinky Poo Poo Head
Adams favourite: Burmis

The ones that have endured the longest: Stinky Poo Poo Head and Gustoferson

**If I have missed any please do advise !!

Last Sunday Adam and I were walking back from Blockbuster and I got a stick stuck in my big toe, right under the cuticle. It went straight in, it hurt like a bitch, and I screamed like a baby, cursing myself for wearing sandals in April, when, as if I have any control over the weather. I kicked the stick out of my toe and proceeded to whine and limp the rest of the walk home. When we got home Adam looked at it and we put some hydrogen peroxide on it. Though it didn’t look like there were any broken off pieces of twig in it, it was hard to tell and it hurt super bad so I really didn’t want to go digging in it any further.

Fortunately or unfortunately depending on how you look at it I love things that ooze. I love zits, I love popping zits, and I love popping other people’s zits. I most enjoy the ones that have so much pressure in them that they hit the glass or just squirt out really really far. When my toe started to get mildly infected I didn’t think much of it; I figured it was just hard to keep clean due to the spot it was in on my toe….each time I took a step my shoe dug into it, that kind of thing. Plus I rather enjoyed pushing the pus out. The only problem was the infection was starting to spread down my toe which I attributed to my fucking with it. I was ready to go to the walk-in clinic on Monday had it not started to heal.

Yesterday when I got out of the shower I was doing the regular maintenance on it, pushing the excess pus out, dumping hydrogen peroxide on it; when suddenly a huge piece of what I thought was pus shot out the top onto my toe nail and I yelled out ewwwwwwwwww gross (even though I was loving it, I didn’t expect it)!!!!! Now what I thought it was and what it was were two very different things. When I went to pick it up off my toenail I discovered that it was in fact wood. Twig stuck in my toe for 6 full days. Here is a picture of it !

I got my first hole in one playing Tiger Woods PGA 2005 yesterday. My first ever and I wrapped Tiger 2004. I was tres excited !! I did not go on to beat Tiger. I know it took me something like 12+ times to beat him in the 2004 edition. I hope it does not take any where near that much this time as no one else except Palmer really gave me any trouble.