12:27 p.m. - 2007-10-16
Nah, just kidding. I haven't really been obsessing about smoking. Much. I haven't cheefed it up in 10 days and I can already tell my sense of smell is SO MUCH KEENER! (sidenote: keener looks really freaking stupid. More keen? Betterer? More better?)
Anywhoo... last night after the kid had her shower, I went in to do my post-bathing cleaning schedule check. She hung up her wet towel. There was no standing water on the floor. No dirty clothes or socks laying around. But wait! There, in the grout between the spigot and the tile.... is it a speck of Mold? (dun dun dduunn)
So I sprayed the fuck out of it with the Tylex. TWO hours later I was still smelling those nasty Tylex fumes.
That's my negative smell 'em betterer scenario.
My positive is that I no longer feel like I'm completely wasting a $60 bottle of perfume when I douse myself liberally in Dior and then go smoke.
So hooray for de-stankified Ang!