scrawls
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27.9.04
i hate the smell of popcorn.

i know this makes me weird. but i'm sitting here nice and peacefully in my stupid little cubicle and Texan Girl made popcorn and now it reeks. and it will continue to reek all day. i do my best not to stink up the entire area with my food, i really do. i've eaten lunch outside. i've eaten lunch in my car. and by the standards of people around here i'm sure i'm incredibly rude most of the time (being a Yankee and all i can hardly help it). so the whole stupid little room, with maybe a dozen of us or so in our cubes now clicking away, and it reeks, and she didn't offer anyone to share. do people not get that food smells? and that smells are not contained by four-and-a-half-foot fabric panels?

movie popcorn isn't so rank - it's part of the whole ambiance of the place, and it isn't quite as fucking rancid as the microwave stuff. and if it doesn't have fake butter on it it's fine. but this ... this ... i have to go.

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