Frankie Said To Relax, But I Don't Think This is Right.

Wow!  I knew it had been a long time since I posted, but I didn't think it had been three weeks.  I wish it was because I got a new job, or I was writing a brilliant novel, or I've globe trotting, or having martini's by the pool with a very fit 1950's Richard Widmark.  Sigh.  But no, life here has be B-O-R-I-N-G boring.  I haven't been bothered by the mundacity, no wait I mean mundanity.  Maybe a girl should pick up a dictionary every once in a while.  Anyhoo I was saying that I haven't been bothered by the boring nature of my existence.  In fact I hadn't noticed until I was chatting with mi vampiro. 

him  -   Just got back from a three day trip to Chiqibul cave.  Have a trip with the New Mexico students tomorrow, wish I could go with them to Tobacco Caye, but I have to standby for work.  Heading down to PG for the cacao festival.  What's been going on with you this week?

me -  I washed my hair.

*crickets*

me- ok, love you bye-bye.


Is it too much yoga?  Is it possible to be so relaxed, you can watch your life disappear into your navel?

I better enjoy it this week, because the week after I head back to Belize.  It will be nice to have a job that doesn't involve scrubbing toilets.  I hope mi vampiro is drinking up his baba root and his tiger bone.  I have a feeling all this resting is going to give me quite an energy boost.