These are a few of my most hated things...

[mrsbrown]

I hate getting dressed in the morning, I hate choosing what to wear, administering the smell test, getting part way through the day when the crotch warms up and reeks.

I hate the way my pot belly makes all of my pants irritate my fanny so that it oozes smelly stuff all day. I hate being on a tram, or worse, talking to a colleague (I'm usually standing while they sit at just the right height) and getting a wiff of my oderous self. I hate it when my kids say, "you're a bit smelly today, Mrsbrown"

I want to be a man, so I can get up, put on my suit with one of the 5-10 shirts I own, put on my comfortable shoes, run my fingers through my hair and be ready for anything that I might do in a day at work; walk 3 km, sit at a desk, go to a client meeting, wander around a construction site or climb a ladder into a roof space. If I were a man my willy wouldn't ooze smelly stuff, and nobody would notice that I was wearing the same thing as I wore yesterday.

I hate the fact that I'll feel better about what I'm wearing if I put the effort in, but I don't want to.

I hate that I'm the wrong size/shape to dress fashionably with ease.

I hate that I'll hate myself if I went out to the supermarket, or a local restaurant in tracksuit pants or my pajamas, but that's what I want to wear AND I need to go out for food.

I hate being rained on so hard that the water drips off the end of my nose before I'm a third of the way home.

I hate the way the papers on my desk are sliding off because I can't be fucked tidying them up.

I hate that I have to wash some clothes before work tomorrow, but I'm too tired to be motivated even while I know I'll hate myself in the morning for being pathetic and not doing it.

I hate being overtired, so that the whole world looks awful.

edit: I also hate that the bookmark collection I been developing over the past 8 years has spontaneously vanished. No, I don't think I have a backup

Comments

[hometime.livejournal.com]

I hate the fact that society says that the natural woman smell is bad. Most of the time it is a normal part of being a woman, and happens even if you start the day clean & fresh. I mean, deodorant for between your legs- let's not put chemicals on those sensitive areas!

Although I have noticed that if I am very nervous my underarm sweat smells really different and BAD. I call it the 'smell of fear'.

[nobble.livejournal.com]

The smell of fear is bad. It's even worse when you go into a "power meeting" and come out and that is all you can smell on yourself and wonder whether or not every other male suit in the room could smell it. You know that every woman can. I hate being a lawyer sometimes. I loathe and detest that nervous smell. NKJ tells me that he cant smell it even after some of the worst confrontation days that I have had. Interesting.

I actually think that female hair (pubic and underarm) has a lot to answer for when it comes to smells. But what do you do? The underarms are at least somewhat controlable with shaving but the rest of it! Spikey sux!

The fear smell.

[splodgenoodles.livejournal.com]

This morning I had a long, drawn-out nightmare.

And realised after I got up that I smelt really different. Yep, fear.

Washed as I normally do, and realised I still stunk. It took a serious amount of soap and scrubbing and rinsing and repeating before I got rid of it. And I still don't think it's entirely gone.

Blech.