I forgot to write in my 7 weird things post that the very weirdest thing is that my armpits never smell like B.O. For real. I sweat like a mother effer, but when I come back from running Bryan can stick his nose right in my swweaty arm pit and it still smells like soap. (That’s really a weird thing about him, though, don’t you think?) In the winter, I don’t wear deoderant. That’s all.