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I have here a drink that is totally fucking with my senses.

It is supposed to be flavored water, but it doesn't taste like anything. It tastes like... well, water. And if you open the cap and smell it, it doesn't smell like anything. What it does, however, is... somehow make you smell with your sense of taste. You take a sip, and you smell fruitiness. But you... like... smell it in your mouth. I swear to god if I could give each and every one of you a taste of this sorcery right now I would. It's nuts.

I had something similar a while back, only more terrible: It was tea that tasted like the smell of pipe tobacco. Which is cool, I like the smell of pipe tobacco, the only problem was that the *tea* tasted like shit.

In other news, my knowledge of philosophy is interfering with my ability to have a normal conversation. Alan was taking a nap at my house this morning, and when I woke him up he said "Wait... am I awake now?" I almost, *almost* launched into Descartes. And when Dad asked me about Watchmen, I described Rorschach as "kind of a violent Greek Cynic. Like Diogenes who will kick your ass".


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Mar. 9th, 2009 09:18 pm (UTC)
What sort of strange voodoo is this? D:

I FORGOT I WAS LOGGED INTO THIS ACCOUNT. This would be Sarah, and this would be my new journal.

Edited at 2009-03-09 09:19 pm (UTC)
Mar. 9th, 2009 10:24 pm (UTC)
That...what's it called? That's some weird shit!

Also, man do I know what you mean about philosophy. I'm taking a pretty intensive humanities course this year and I find myself comparing people to Lucretius, Aristotle, Plato, Seneca-even Hesiod, for crying out loud.

I totally agree with you on the Cynic thing, though. That man is no Epicurean.
Mar. 10th, 2009 04:53 pm (UTC)
I get that with a lot of things, except I don't even have to be eating anything to taste its smell.
The other day I ate a plum that tasted like the smell of varnish.
And once, I listened to a piece of music that I could see like an overhead projection, except that was on my tongue as well. I could taste it too (light-coloured wood and metal nails).

Yay, synaesthesia. :D
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