anit-hygiene. and writing.

i tend to be anti-hygiene on snow days. or days off. or during vacations. during the summer months. and in general, when i can get away with it without people noticing my pungent body odor and bitter breath. i really hate showering and brushing my teeth. well, mostly brushing my teeth. in fact, i'm surprised i have any teeth. i recently had my first trip to the dentist this past summer (it had been eight years since my last visit) and to my own disbelief, but teeth were (are) in remarkable shape.

and this isn't a new lazy development in my life. i can remember vividly, not showering for one week during the summer before my junior year. i enjoyed it thoroughly, even though it look like my hair was full of vaseline and vegetable oil.

so why am i blogging about hygiene? well, i had a snow day today and i'm finding myself very thinky and very writey, sprinkled with a hint of boredom (which has already lead to a few meals in the short span of time that i have been a wake: three meals in five hours time, but i'd rather be bored--and hungry--than stressed and starving at work). and if i didn't have to get blood work done this morning (i stop breathing occasionally) i would have preferred to have avoided the washroom altogether. i was very tempted to bring my odor and all its glory to the bloodletting facility down the block, but embarrassment and shame took hold of the rational corner of my brain and i succumbed to evils of hygiene.

on a different note all together, i would like to participate in the new york state summer writers institute (http://cms.skidmore.edu/odsp/programs/arts/writers/index.cfm) this summer. i'm hoping the school i work for will foot the bill.