Wednesday, December 14, 2011


Praise Jesus, December has finally kicked in.

Have you not noticed the sunny days, sans a wet blanket of rain? The clear Mombasa Road, as people have gone on leave? The joyous Christmas promotions that I will never win, yet like to look at anyway? I am very excited. I am able to wear shorts. SHORTS! And laugh at people who still think we are in dreary, bleak November as they parade around in polonecks. I laugh in the face of a poloneck. Bwahahahaha.

I am glad it is sunny. I do not know how people survive in London. My friend who went to school there says she forgot what the sun looked like. I am never going to London anymore,more,more (ah, the fantastically incorrect grammar we used to sing as children). I am built for the tropics. Except for the bugs. Never the bugs.

Summertime means summer bunnies. Welcome, summer bunnies and fam alike, who refuse to read my blog to the end and thus will never see this message!

I am not sure how I feel about the ending of the year that is supposedly is the last (full?) year on earth, but we will see how that goes. I am supposed to be making resolutions now, right? And, at this rate, I may just move house again. To, as I have said countless times before, Rwanda. (PLUM!!) This waterless can't be done. But who cares? IT'S SUNNY!! (Ok, *I* care. Because you go out and sweat all day and come back to the digz and...there's no water. Camaaaaaaaan.)


p.s. I just watched The Three Musketeers for about the thousandth time today. It is still as good, if not better, as it was when I was 6. Jack Bauer in tights, fighting for love? Appeals across the ages, man. Across the ages.

p.s.s. Also, aside from Will Smith, Summertime - Shaggy is another theme song for this period. If you didn't know, now you know.


  1. But I love you.And I return in two seconds!!!!! Prepare yourself!

  2. BECAUSE YOU THINK THAT EXONERATES YOU!???!?!?! *sulks although rather excited*

  3. I'm sorry, but who are you people?
    @tSN: Fine post, girl. All I wanted to ask: p.s.s. or p.p.s.? I always wonder.

  4. Why we talking about harlots and vaginas? Yo tSn,does this post have a "maana ya ndani"?...Anywho,I love it when the city is all cleaned up! *grins like a green gecko*

  5. It is...p.p.s. My bad. I stand corrected. :o)

    No maana ya ndani here.

  6. Summertime = no water, thus I hate summertime.
    PS: That maana ya ndani guy totally finished me.