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The meaning of 'You smell like a farm, please fix this' still escapes my little brother. I don't get the seeming young-male aversion to not smelling like death

Luckily though, I don't have to smell mine, since I'm a bit way away.
You're lucky... Mine is a farting, odor machine. I honestly don't know how he doesn't smell the reeking BO or the utter stench escaping his trainers... Of course, my half sister had a foot odor problem and needed medicine for it, but I don't see why he can't go for the same medicine she had.

I haven't seen Evan since....last Wednesday, and I won't be seeing him again until the 19th of March. Poppycock, so I say. It's alright though - we've done some working out and things like that, and have managed to get ourselves a supercheap flat to live in next year! Assuming he gets into the art school up here (he wants to do Graphic Design at Gray's School of Art). His interview is on the 19th, pretty much everything sits on it now - time for prayer, I wonder?
Wow, I hope all goes well for you. I wish Andrew and I were lucky enough to find a cheap place to live... Bleh...

19th of March, eh? You're luckier than me. I think my next meeting with Andrew will be late April. Or early May. EARLY MAY!!!! I just bite my lip and think of hamsters, ducklings and the whiskers of kittens.