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Work: I have a new job. Working for a place that does customized prosthetic limbs for amputees. I can again work for a really cool company and be proud of my job. I prayed my ass off for this job and I'm happy about it. I still got some spiritual debts to fill but I'm happy. I've been debating going to school for nursing, but right now that's in the pipe dream stages. I'm not sure if I want to yet, but I want to make sure I don't get too specialized.
The boyfriend: he's a mess, a tall, 100 push ups a day, scholarly mess. And he's teaching me to play guitar, so far I've got scales sort of down. (small hands) He's helped make me a dress form, and introduced me to Eartha Kitt, and has fueled my passion for blues and swing. I know own a record of Fats Domino, and this tickles me. He's a good one, and I have NOT moved in with him and it's gonna stay that way for a while. I like having my own space and he's happy where he is too. Although I've hinted I would move it with him and then get a puppy, which I feel he might be in favor of at some distant future point. He's become my personal trainer too, I can now do 30 push ups, along with pull ups and dips. I've gotten all shapely.
Lucumi: Oh holy crap, I am always busy with this. I'm doing ceremony longer than the baptists. But it's really awesome. I moved to Houston exactly for this reason and my life has gotten really good. I'm getting into my niches in my ile slowly but surely. I'm baker, part time cook and sewer. I get to make the throne clothes for my godbrothers and sisters. A thought which both terrifies me and excites me. I've become a core member in my ile, and I'm glad I found a place where I belong. Maferefun Orishas! Maferefun Eggun! We've got ceremony all weekend and I'm excited, it will be none stop until Sunday night. Bring it! Still miss hot chocolate, any know where I can get some hot white chocolate?
Cooking: Trini cooking is awesome! I've learned how to make green seasoning and everyone should eat this! Over shredded pork, with a beer or other tasty drink of choice. Found out exactly what happens when you cut up a hot pepper without gloves. I've learned that bleach and water doesn't stop the burn, nor does alcohol. Milk slightly does but not enough. This is what happens when you only feed a girl hotdogs and then she grows up and doesn't have any damn cooking sense.
The boyfriend: he's a mess, a tall, 100 push ups a day, scholarly mess. And he's teaching me to play guitar, so far I've got scales sort of down. (small hands) He's helped make me a dress form, and introduced me to Eartha Kitt, and has fueled my passion for blues and swing. I know own a record of Fats Domino, and this tickles me. He's a good one, and I have NOT moved in with him and it's gonna stay that way for a while. I like having my own space and he's happy where he is too. Although I've hinted I would move it with him and then get a puppy, which I feel he might be in favor of at some distant future point. He's become my personal trainer too, I can now do 30 push ups, along with pull ups and dips. I've gotten all shapely.
Lucumi: Oh holy crap, I am always busy with this. I'm doing ceremony longer than the baptists. But it's really awesome. I moved to Houston exactly for this reason and my life has gotten really good. I'm getting into my niches in my ile slowly but surely. I'm baker, part time cook and sewer. I get to make the throne clothes for my godbrothers and sisters. A thought which both terrifies me and excites me. I've become a core member in my ile, and I'm glad I found a place where I belong. Maferefun Orishas! Maferefun Eggun! We've got ceremony all weekend and I'm excited, it will be none stop until Sunday night. Bring it! Still miss hot chocolate, any know where I can get some hot white chocolate?
Cooking: Trini cooking is awesome! I've learned how to make green seasoning and everyone should eat this! Over shredded pork, with a beer or other tasty drink of choice. Found out exactly what happens when you cut up a hot pepper without gloves. I've learned that bleach and water doesn't stop the burn, nor does alcohol. Milk slightly does but not enough. This is what happens when you only feed a girl hotdogs and then she grows up and doesn't have any damn cooking sense.
Current Music: Praise songs for Obatala
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