Todays menu was eggs and grits(Still broke). I got the egg done and i boiled some water for the grits. But when i looked for the grit box- it was nowhere to be found. So i was stuck with some boiling water and an egg.
when will it end.
But life can be much worse, i really can't complain. I often think of other things in the world and realize my issues don't even compare. People burying loved ones in Iraq, London, the US, and i'm complaining about there being no grits. Some people can't walk their own streets, dont have a stove, and im compalining about grits. Again there are worse things in life, and i generally pride myself in my ability to keep some sense of perspective. So i had an egg and some boiling hot water and my life goes on. Furthermore, boiled water is a luxury- especially if youre abroad and are fond of drinking lake water in india and end up with guardia.
I'll be heading back to atlanta soon, got a call from someone i hadnt heard from in a few monthes. It was pleasent. I'll have someone to practice soccer with so we can shine like powder blue jaguars.
But first i should actually get in shape.
-alii
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ha. ha. ha.
got jokes about consuming water in india and getting giardia do you? i bet you wouldn't think it so goshforsakin' amusing if it happened to you and then you had the shits all through the night and got tired of running up and down the ladder from the outhouse to the treehouse, so you slept in a vacant cottage on the ground and then had a sick stomach and 200+ flea bites all over your body the next morning because the mattress was contaminated. i promise you, it wouldn't be so funny then.
but yes. thank the lord for boiled water.
hi there.
this is a response to a post from an earlier date when you mention wanting to become an archivist. I'm a librarian so if you have questions about that kind of career, feel free to contact me. we met briefly in chicago a few months ago during the hip hop and feminism conf. you we're sitting with jalylah. I stumbled upon your blog via jalylah's blog.
get at me if you have archivist questions. really, i welcome young, interesting people into this profession.
and no more eggs and malt liquor for breakfast.
yes, keeping things in perspective helps us to not fall into the trap of pitying ourselves. there is no productivity in it. while things can always be much better, they can equally be much worse. amazing the things that grits (or the lack there of) will teach us, huh?
peace,
....
-expectation: exactly my point. Bolied water is a beautiful thang. So is fresh rain water-but it doesnt taste as good. But the best 'differently developed' nation drink is alcohol with malaria pills. Or so ive been told...
-raquel: Hey. Thanks for the message. I work in a library too. And contrary to my blog- I'm actually a functional person. Really! :)
-fruitfly4: this is going to sound wierd but now when i see fruitflies, i think of you, and im not so apt to kill them.
But i swear you leave some of the most amusing comments.
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