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The adventures of a knitter in Tucson, AZ.

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

It must be spring

I met my frist bumpster of the season today. I was walking to the office, and I pass a boy, who says to me "Hey, sexy lady. Do you want to kiss me?" My responce was, instead of the punch in the face, "no. you are ugly. go away."

He didn't. In the middle of the season, when you shoot them down, they leave. Plenty more tourists to whore themselves out to. But at the beginning and end, when pickings are slim, they are persistent. He followed me all the way to the PC office. I had my headphones on and ignored him, so unfortunetly don't have a list of his attempts to pick me up.

I got the clear to leave, so tomorrow will go to site. Probobly won't be back until after Ireland!

Monday, September 10, 2007

Quarter Life Crisis

Last week, I was all set to go back to my happy little village. The 2 day trip? Whatever. My house was at the end of it. As you can tell, I am still in the hell that is Kombo (after about 5 days, it is hell). Why? Well, I had a stomache ache Wensday. By that evening, the pain in my side was so bad, I couldn't breath. Now, I usualy have a large tolerance for pain. I tore my ACL and meniscus in high school. After 2 days finaly went to the doctors and when they asked if I would like anything for the pain my responce of "yes please" freaked my mother out so much she...well, freaked out. So when I say that this hurt, you can immagine. I dragged myself to the med office and layed on the couch until someone came in. I cried. It hurt. The doctor said he thought it was my glabladder. Most people ask "what the hell is a glabladder? What does it do?" But in my family, galbladder means...not good. My mother had her's out after years of probloms. No big, right? She's in her 50's. Bodies wear dowm. My older brother had his galbladder out when he was 25. How old am I going to be in November? 25. I couldn't knit for several days, which isn't helping my bad mood probobly should take this oppertunity to appologise to anyone I snapped at in the last week or so. Larium, Kombo, pain = not a good combination. I wonder what I am going to do when I can't blame the larium anymore? I should post some of the Larium Hiku's that were in the last newsletter if the author will let me. You probobly won't understand, but for me, they are HILARIOUS. SO I have been lying around reading cheesy romance novels. I have read all the Nora Robers/JD Robb (my favorites) so have finaly surcumbed to the harliquine, or whatever they are called. I can't beleive I just admited to that.
I want to be back before Rammadan starts, so hopefully will leave tomorrow or Wensday.

Sunday, September 09, 2007


In November I am going to Ireland. My halfway mark/birthday trip. I am excited. Except I just looked at temeratures for November. Dublin low 4, high 10. Valentia low 7, high 12. Mullingar low 4, high 10. Cork low 4, high 11. So the averages around teh country range from 4 to 12. DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS?? THIRTY NINE DEGREES FAREINHEIGHT FOR A LOW!! FIFTY THREE FOR A HIGH!!! We have a low here, in the middle of the cold season that probobly doesn't drop to far below seventy. I will be going from temperatures in the 80's (which we consider cold. Who would have thought? But after a hot season where the temps get into the 120+'s, 80 is frigin freesing) to the 50's!!
I have no clothes for this anymore. I wear really light skirts. To hot to wear anything else. I wear tanktops. I do have a sweater and a light jacket. They are fine for here...oy, what was I thinking? I know I will have a great time. I may come back to Africa with a few fingers lost to frostbite, but I will have a great time.

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

Lists. Because there is little else to do in the rainy season...

Reasons I will not reacclimate well to American life
1. I poop in a hole in the ground
2. I threaten to beat small children
3. I think bodily functions are an appropriate dinner conversation
4. I have no problom eating things I cannot identify
5. I eat with my hands
6. I have had breast milk squirted on me
7. I have been pooped, peed and vomited on
8. I don't consider #6 and 7 to be that big of a deal
9. I use words like "Inshallah" and "Basimilie"
10. Diarreah is more an anoyance than a problom
11. A crying child causes laughter
12. I spend more time in greeting than in actual conversation
13. When a man says anything to me, I assume he wants sex. Double if I don't know this man
14. I no longer have a problom with parents refering to their children as "it"

Only in Africa
-can paining your house eat away at your skin
-will vultures circle while you hang your laundry
-do you have to make it clear when you hire someone that you want the job done correctly
-can the phrase "you don't hit your wife?" be followed by "that is bad"
-is being hit by a donkey whip a legitimate concern while riding your bike
-can a simple pimple/paper cut/blister turn into a large oozing...thing...
-is buying meat a special occasion
-can a man hit on you while being treated for an STD, then be surprised when you shoot him down
-can a horse/cow/donkey falling down a well not be that strange
-can you get a marriage proposal from the man's wife