book of eris Invocation: We call upon the essence of pungency, the sensual, the untamed, that wild smell we cannot ignore. We call upon that goaty aroma that does not know how to behave at parties, that which will keep us ever connected with nature, the beast within us, that wild card trickster factor that will keep civilization from strangling all. May the wildness and sensuality within us live and grow within this circle.
Dismissal: Oh pungent air you depart, leaving a lingering aroma and strange stains on the bedsheets. Go if you must, and come again sometime.
puredream They just mopped around my desk. By they I mean she. And by she I mean, who the hell cares? Anyways... she mopped with really really old water. And now, my entire desk and surrounding area has this nasty pungent smell to it. Like something crawled into your nose to die, and remain there rotting. Magotty and disgusting... I think I'm going to puke... 040717
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