Two girls in my office just got into a shouting match. About, you know, work stuff that is only interesting to people within 10 feet of this building and even then it’s not that interesting.
But still—pretty exciting afternoon! Thank god it will soon be over. (Ten more work days! TEN!!!)
I’m pretty sure there’s no shouting in Cameroon, but if there is at least it will probably be in French and therefore sound pretty and sophisticated. And if there is one thing people say about me it’s that I fall down a lot. But the other thing that people say about me is that I always shout prettily and sophisticatedly. I shout almost as good as I write.