I had a fruitful day in the sense that I got most of my school work done, however I did criss-cross between Gaba and the centre of town twice, ( did I tell you I had 2hrs at the gym at about 6a.m.?) So you can imagine the fatigue I’m feeling right now.
During one of those trips in the ma3’s,I overheard a gentleman, on foot, remark to another in their car…”You’re lost!” I was already playing out my response, had he said that to me…”Excuse me? I’m not lost. I understand perfectly well, where it is I’m going…idiot(said with an exaggerated Nigerian accent)!
Anyhue…it’s my Dad’s 53rd birthday and I made him dinner, not to mention a freshly baked cake…it made his day, so I’m rather happy with myself, having done good today.
My heart goes out to people who lost relatives in the NSSF site accident, a little bit for those that lost money, I know, not funny, but hey?!
KCC needs to be taken out of business because they are doing a sh*ty job of Keeping Kampala Clean – I’m sure you’ve seen those concrete slabs spelling that out, dimwits can’t even dispose of months-old gabage, let alone collect it. Have you been through Namuwongo, Kawempe,Katwe,Kibuli or even Arua park? The entire place is a mess. Apparently whenever any citizen of Ug tries to fill up a bottomless pothole on our roads, they’re apprehended and taken into the coolers for operating without permission from the Council. Freaking permission my not-so-small-derriere!
All this venting has me working up an appetite…Did I tell you I’d made dinner and baked a cake? Oh well, better serve up and hope Dad doesn’t mind cutting me a slice of his cake.
Till next time,
Easy does it.