10 Mar 2017 Leave a comment
ፈተና ደረሰብኝ! ወይኔ ጉዴ ፈላ!! Means I’ll have to bring even more work home. And actually do it. Yet I find myself in the shower going over the mini speech that I’m going to make on the day of my defense, which is at least a couple of years away. That’s how messed up.
Bringing work home is hardly fun. But once every 180 years, one gets to receive a package of ice cream with dry ice (which one would normally associate with lab reagents.) One is left to exclaim that bringing work home has never tasted this good:
The funny part is that it’s her birthday today but I’m the one getting the ice cream. ተባረኪ እቴ! May you have one rockin year! ጨበሪት is so የልጅ አዋቂ:: She started blogging when she was 2 and has been going strong ever since. Who am I kidding? She has not been going strong at all. Neither has ገጠሬ:: ኧረ ልቾ! ማትጽፉ? ለነገሩ እኔም በደንብ እየጻፍኩ አይደለም:: Self ልቾ::
The last time someone had my ice cream needs in mind, I was almost 1/3 my current age. It was right about the time when my sister and I used to መጎምጀት when we passed by the pastry shops around Stadium: Connection, Cosmos. The pictures of cones of ice cream on the outside! The አሪፍ, ትኩስ ሽታ emanating from inside! Man!! Then our dad goes abroad and starts sending us ice cream money. And he was not rolling in dough. I doubt if he indulged himself.
Point is that ice cream means so much now, same way it did back then.
Point is that the where we went to have ice creams used to be this place called ጣፋጭ ቤተልሄም 😉 True story.
የዝነኛው ድምጻዊ ሸዋንዳኝ (ስሙ የዳኛ ወይ የባላባት ልጅ ይመስላል 🙂 ) ሃይሉ “ስጦታሽ (አይስ ክሪም ነው)” የተሰኘውን ዘፈን ተጋብዘሻል::
ያው መኖር እንዳለ መሞትም አለና (አንቺን አይመለከትም: ገና ልጅ ነሽ) Biggie እና Tupacን ብናስባቸው ምን ይለናል? It’s been 20/+ years.
05 Mar 2017 3 Comments
If you see signs of struggle, it’s not because we dead. It’s because we been survivin’!!! አንድ ስሙ እንዳይጠቀስ የፈለገ ፈላስፋ
Throwback to the first post, on our first abode, Wezgaboch.
27 Feb 2017 1 Comment
Chill out and listen to some pretty nice songs