in which i am no longer in uganda
So my sense of humor obviously eloped with my muse. I'm not sure how they expect me to survive without them. In the meanwhile, until they realize we are a threesome that work perfectly, where no one feels left out, I will be complaining...like for example, why does reality have to manufacture only bitch slaps and kicks to the groin? Why can't reality manufacture people friendly things like bouquets of flowers, and Belgian chocolate. To be more specific, wasn't there a slower way for me to end up back in South Africa? Why am I back at school in Port Elizabeth nursing a flu from hell. Oh for charcoal roasted chicken, gonja and balancing on the back of a boda through traffic jams!
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like they say "there's no place like home." even if its our tiny lil dust bucket Uganda. hope your flu isnt the flowing like a tap kind...now those are just annoying!
REPLYLook on the bright side, Nandos chicken and plantain come pretty close :-) Your still on the continent! Ah, who am I kidding, lets quit school together :-D
REPLYLemme pretend like positive thinking actually works...
REPLYTake heart...this is the final stretch, it will end sooner than you think!
yeah i agree...your life sucks :D
REPLYAte how did you do this so quietly? :o)
REPLYbut these bodas are over-rated
REPLYMiss you already though. It was awesome seeing you at BHH.
REPLYSnake.
@ LA - it was the clogged tap kind, where my nose was so blocked i was talking throughy my mouth with an odd kind of accent and when the mucous did come out...
REPLY@ Ashy - Nandos has plantain?! A silver lining!
@ Payo - it worked eventually! (the positive thinking)
@ the emrys - somehow i sense sarcasm
@27th - unintentionally. I was in denial and so d-day arrived and i hadn't done anything i needed to
@sleek - says you.
@baz - snakes are cool. they have hidden beauty so thank you!
hi! thanks for commenting. I'm always open to new ideas. I can't wait to hear yours.