the nose knows

I detest stinky things. I especially have a distaste for certain stinky things discussed during dinner. Discussing the discussion of such things nearly led to a choking-on-a-Skittle episode earlier in the evening. That was not particularly pleasant but it was very humorous. Unfortunately I was laughing too hard at the humorous side of it to stop the choking part of it. But, quite enough about that indeed.

I am not the only one who prefers things to smell good. God does too, I (re)discovered while reading Philipians tonight. "...having received from Epaphroditus what you have sent, a fragrant aroma, an acceptable sacrifice, well-pleasing to God." In other words, helping each other out smells like Bath and Body Work's Moonlight Path to God. Furthermore, as Christians, we are supposed to scent the entire earth. (II Cor. 2:15: "For we are a fragrance of Christ to God among those are being saved and among those who are perishing.") And on certain pollutant-filled days, Lafayette sure could use it-whooee!

And that concludes the stuff to sniff over for the day.

No, wait, I can't be done! I haven't discussed the amazing Ross at all! Today Ross nodded off in class while I doodled on his notes. The proportion of doodles by me on Ross's notes is very directly proportionate to the amount of snoozing the amazing Ross accomplishes during the lecture. Today he also managed a very amusing head-bobbing motion that nearly hit me but failed to rouse the amazing Ross from what I am sure were amazing dreams.

Cheerio! Bon soir!