Monthly Archive: December 2005

Updates

Updates

Maman and Papa Sarah: Your daughter is bomb. She brought me whole wheat flour from Ghana!!!! Maman and Papa Ben: Your son brought me software. He is bomb too. Mamans and Papas Katie and...

Pasta Pasta

Pasta Pasta

Dear Internet, My entire apartment is covered in slowly drying pasta right now. And flour. Flour is everywhere the pasta is not. I’m sure I made at least two pounds of pasta last night....

There’s no snow in Grand Popo.

There’s no snow in Grand Popo.

Damn straight. Christmas on the beach was incredible. Turns out, we’ve got a pretty amazing group of kids here. Everyone kept complimenting me on my excellent planning, but the truth is, I didn’t have...

I freaking love AskMe

I freaking love AskMe

Thinking about giving this Christmas? Check out this AskMe response. These are all great organizations. Anyway, think about it. :)

In which t talks about an interesting guy

In which t talks about an interesting guy

I met someone absolutely fascinating last week. Our relationship was strictly professional, and we didn’t exchange contact information at the end. I will probably never see him again. That said, I learned a hell...

In which t talks about clothes!  Yay!

In which t talks about clothes! Yay!

Yay! It’s lesson time! Traditional Beninese clothing! First, the fabric. There are lots of different kinds of fabric, but the stuff I can afford is the stuff you’re probably used to seeing. Large bright...

In which t chats about her ass

In which t chats about her ass

Turns out, content migration is a bitch. It’s data entry for the 21st century, and it fucking sucks. Luckily, I have hella experience in it (yay internships!), so I’m quicky getting a system down...

The weekend in brief

The weekend in brief

Free drinks bought for Sarah and Theresa by Beninese men: 2 (each) Marriage proposals received: 3 (and one more this morning) Indecent propositions received: 1 (after marriage was refused) Drinks paid for after Beninese...

I fund jeans in the dead yovo pile and they are fucking BOMB. Thank you, that is all.

Turns out, “t” is just as much for “trouble” as it is for “Theresa.” Heh. That said, I’m happier this morning than I was when I went home last night. A friend knew I’d...