Never Have I Ever

Never have I ever gone to a strip club. Why I'm thinking about this in the middle of Uganda? I have no idea. But I haven't. I'd like to... since I've been told, I'd be a good stripper... I think I should check out venues for employment if I'm ever short of change.

Never have I ever screamed so loudly as I did last night when a giant cockroach fell from the window sill. Yea, the loud screaming you could hear all the way from the Midwest, that was me. I'm just sitting, minding my own business, watching an episode of Glee. The plop, scratch, scratch. COCKROACH. After much screaming, I once again employed the use of my spatula to fling it out my door... Hate bugs.

Never did I ever realize that November birthdays essentially mean Valentine's Day conception babies until this morning. Don't ask why I was thinking about this either. But I'm just saying, I did think about that... I wonder if November has an unusually high birth rate as compared to the other months...

These were the 3 interesting things I can report from my weekend. I stayed in Sembabule... no power for a day... nothing really to do... I did manage to finish a really long book, read The Economist (which I bought at Nakumatt) and watch way too many TV shows for my own good.

Whoever reads this, can I just say... I'm hungry... hungry for real food... ramen and chapati just aren't working for me these days...