2:08pm February 22, 2012

Yeeeuck

My neighbor is cooking something again. My morning staff person swears it’s cabbage. It fills the air so bad it somehow gets through the wall into my bedroom. Where it stings my eyes, reeks like garbage, and I can actually taste it. It leeches into my plastic bipap hose so that when I turn it on it blasts the smell in my face in concentrated form. It is really hard not to throw up. And I like cabbage okay, just not in the air, not like this. For all that I like apartment life, this is its drawback.

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