I've finally figured out why I have such an innate connection with chocolate; it stimulates not only my sweet tooth (lol) but my passion for constant education (don't laugh). I learned a new word today courtesy of snickers; peanutopolis. It means 'a state of mind making you feel very strong and powerful, almost mayor-like'. (I feel enlightened).
So a note to friends and close acquantances; next time you think 'why is this woman behaving like she's some powerhouse' please refer to 'peanutopolis' (and look for the trails of empty snicker bar wraps!).
Lately I've been feeling somewhat nationalistic with a constant googling of old patriotic somali songs. I suppose the xildhibaan-mania is having more of an effect on me than I care to admit. But it is a pleasant feeling to float away, even for a few moments, and rejoice in beautifully alliterated songs of the has-beens of Somalia.
Other than the above mentioned notes life has been fairly normal. I've been trolling along like a trooper in a distant land, though DC is becoming more of a familiar territory by the day. I've also kind of started reviving my semi-abandoned writing career (with the pressure of my dear old mum!), starting with the Somali-English phrasebook and Journey to Sophie, though the latter shall be revised somewhat extensively.
Until we meet again in the havens of blogeuphoria, I bid you adieu.
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