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Let me be very clear. What goes on in my uterus is none of your motherfucking business. I doesn’t matter whether I abort, whether I don’t abort, whether I’m looking forward to having a baby, whether I’m terrified about having a baby, whether I drink, whether I smoke, whether I eat shellfish, whether I eat… Read More On privilege
Yesterday, I received and accepted an offer from the Foreign Service. When I took the FSOT last June, I never expected to pass (OK, I kind of did, but I was more stressed about what my coworkers would think if I didn’t pass than I was worried about actually becoming a Foreign Service Officer). After… Read More Life changing events
I love Happy Hour with expats and Peace Corps Volunteers. But every fucking Saturday, the check is a fucking hassle. Ridiculous! Dear everyone in the world who will have to share a check with someone sometime during your life (expats, volunteers, and muggles alike), Here are some rules for going out for drinks or food:… Read More On going out for drinks. Anywhere. Ever.
Becoming a Foreign Service Officer (read: American diplomat) is a long and frustrating process. I’ve made it through the most difficult parts, and I’m now officially on the list of future hires. If all goes well in the Congress, I will definitely become an FSO … eventually. What’s this mean for People Online? Absolutely nothing.… Read More Hello champagne and the caviar set
This year has been a rough one for Benin, and it’s not about to get any easier. ICC, the LEPI, and now catastrophic flooding are combining to make this fall one of the hardest since I’ve been here. The whole country has been affected, and to say that one region has it worse than another… Read More On flooding in Benin, and how to help
Shopping sneakers in Benin is not nearly as much fun as shopping for bras. It’s a hassle and I don’t like it at all. It sucks every single time I go out. The first go around took several weeks, and I ended up with sneakers that are too damn narrow for my very wide feet.… Read More Sneaker shopping in Cotonou
Much to the delight of everyone around me, this yovo pulled out her camera over the weekend and snapped some pictures of the lake I’m going to have to drive through on the way to work every day. More pictures on flickr. topod
We’ve had a lot of visitors lately, new to Benin and/or to Africa, who are afraid of food poisoning. I’m going to be really honest here: if you leave Cotonou, have any middle class Beninese friends, eat street food, or do anything but eat at ritzy expat restaurants and prepare your own (vegetarian) food, you’re… Read More On how to rock eating food you’re afraid of
I haven’t written much lately because every time I sit down at my keyboard, I want to write about Haiti. I want to write about terrible injustice. And I want to write about the appalling difference I see between main stream media depictions and fresher, more local sources. I haven’t written about Haiti because, let’s… Read More On Haiti. Full stop.