I wonder if B.O. is like perfume, in the sense that if you're carrying the scent, you don't smell it anymore after a while.

I was on the MUNI this morning when a guy walked by, and I caught a whiff of something very unpleasant. Halfway through the ride, he stood up to give his seat to an older lady (which was good), but I started crossing my fingers hoping he wouldn't stand in front of me (which would be very bad).

But as luck would have it, he did come stand right in front of me, with his arms raised to grab the bar above. I don't think I've ever held my breath for so long before.

I'm munching on an apple, and I feel like I've lost my sense of taste. In reference to a previous blog, this is NOT one of those funky smells that you just can't help but sniffing over again.