Monthly Archive: December 2005

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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 Carrie and Maman Amanda: Your daughters took me out to lunch yesterday. Again, BOMB. Everyone else in SED/ ICT 18 is also doing well (as is Garrett, whom I just saw). They are not as bomb,...

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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. Maybe three. Pasta making is a lot of fun, it turns out, but it’s also really fucking messy. All this is in preperation for what was going to be a simple dinner between postmates, but what...

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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 to do a damn thing. I sent an email, figured out dinner, and everything else just fell into place. This group is chill enough and comfortable enough with each other that elaborate arrangements were unnecessary. Dinners...

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I freaking love AskMe

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

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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 of a lot from him, and I’m really glad I didn’t turn down the opportunity to meet him just because I fucking hate translating. The longer I’m here, the more convinced that the Peace Corps is...

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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 prints (waxes, actually) that are bought by the pagne (2 meters). There are three pagnes in a demi-piece, which is the length I usually buy. A demi-piece is enough for a top, bottom, and a pagne....

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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 for the type of stuff I’m doiong here. More or less. The problem is that my system isn’t *quite* well enough defined for me to train someone in it. Not only that, but training a complete...

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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 guest walks out on tab: 2 Men who just couldn’t stop touching Theresa: 2 Sketchy Lebanese showing up at Theresa’s apartment looking for Michelle: 1 Sketchy Lebanese then proceeding to invite Sarah and Theresa to the...

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

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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 be working late and brought dinner over, and we chatted for a while about the enormous disparity between men and women in this country. It was disheartening because he had no idea how large the disparity...