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[merchimerch]

Yesterday was rough - R was out of sorts and that made me out of sorts and I just took it and dove head first into an emotional meltdown. Oh and my ass feels like it's on fire - the sandpaperesque toilet paper has finally taken its toll. OUCH OUCH OUCH OUCH. This added up to a seriously unhappy merchimerch.

Today was way better. Thanks to a hydrocortisone cream aptly named "ultra-prokt," the fires in my ass have dwindled to smoldering embers. I did yoga and had one of the most productive dutar lessons this trip. Plus I bought new video games and while I was waiting in line to change money (which took an hour), I met a nice guy from the Eastern Studies Insitute who said he'd find me a Farsi teacher. He works for the peace corps and had the best English I've heard for a while. He also complimented my accent in Uzbek, which is a rare and ego puffing compliment (my Russian accent gets compliments all the time, or people just assume I'm from Poland - very few people tell me my Uzbek accent is good, well, cuz it's not).

And the culminating moment of today was.....PRESENTS!!!!!!!

I got a package I got a package la la la la la!

Rahvina and Sarisa get the prize for fixing yesterday's crappy day. A fed ex box of three fabulous non-research related english-language books was waiting for me at the American Councils office. I'm 2 chapters into the David Sedaris book already :) Many many many thanks you guys.

Comments

[ame-chan.livejournal.com]

wow, I may be tenuously connected to reality at present, but at least my arse is not beinge chafed by sandpaper. *pet* I guess that's one of those bright sides.

You want I should send you some Charmin?

[merchimerch.livejournal.com]

Thanks for the offer, but its okay - I went to the expensive foreign store and bought some Western style toilet paper as soon as my ass ignited.

[breklor.livejournal.com]

fires in my ass have dwindled to smoldering embers

That sounds like it should be a song lyric... maybe a country song...

The fires in my ass are dwindling
The night has gone so long
Remember when you started them kindling
Our love was oh so strong
From our first date in July, to our breakup in cold December,
The fires in my ass have dwindled to smoldering embers.

[merchimerch.livejournal.com]

Wow that was awesome! That has quite a ring to it - I think we should submit it to the Nashville elite :)

[breklor.livejournal.com]

Thank you :)

aceofbirds, my roommate, says it won't be complete until I work the word "Uzbekistan" into it, and find a rhyme for it.

Maybe tomorrow :)

[breklor.livejournal.com]

In cold and dark Uzbekistan
I drink myself half blind,
To scour my memory spic-and-span
Yet still you haunt my mind,
From our first date in July, to our breakup in cold December,
The fires in my ass have dwindled to smoldering embers.

[merchimerch.livejournal.com]

very nice rhyme job! I give you a 5! (uzbek for an A)

[breklor.livejournal.com]

*bounces!*

[iyindo.livejournal.com]

i'm actually frightened by how good a country hackoff that was! good on you!

[breklor.livejournal.com]

*bow*

it's a hobby. :)