My mission today was to go to “one of those hippy shops” and buy “something weird.” I bought a pack of “Mystic East” Frangipani incense sticks that apparently “improves the concentration of the mind for meditation and prayer”.
I decided, by way of experiment, to see if burning fangipani incense helped me remember more details from the history book I’m currently reading. Unfortunately, although I can’t say it didn’t improve my concentration, it did give me a headache so quickly that I didn’t have time to crack open the book. Result: Inconclusive, but definitely non-helpful.
I moved the burning sticks on their improvised stand into the laundry – home of cat food, CJ’s bike, and cat litter – to see if it could dissipate the peculiar smell that has lingered in that room since the octopus incident.
I can’t tell for certain if the smell is gone or not, but when I went inside to test the air (and check I hadn’t just burned down our rental home), I got a surprise: Ana was hanging out happily on the floor. Neither cat has EVER just lolled about in the laundry before – it’s their toilet, after all.
So it seems I’m mildly allergic to incense, but my cat really likes it.
There are very few items left on the steffmetal.com list of awesomeness. Here’s what I’ve promised to do before the end of next month:
#79: Karaoke (and yep, I’m gonna sing – even if it kills me and every other person in the room – and video it)
#86: Starry Night (at an observatory)
#94: Pay off debt (it’s gonna be a tight squeeze, but I hope we can pay back my parents in the next four weeks).
#89: Dinner and a movie (all by myself – that’s the condition)
#32: Break from technology (four days down, three to go)
#8: Ich bin ein stern (glow in the dark stars)
#28: To the theatre (we plan to see the one-man Lord of the Rings! Awesome!)
and the most
expensive exciting. . .
#76: Up in the air (hot air balloon ride!)
On THIS sunday, I’ll be writing about the epic international feast.