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April 23rd, 2003


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10:20 am
Ok, the earl gray story.
Prosicated is in the same boat as I for this, although she seems to be getting over it faster.
anyway, onwards...

The year is 2000 (I think). The month is August (I'm pretty sure).
Prosicated and I are camping in the poconos with her bestest friend from high school (aka A.) and the german boyfriend of said friend (aka G., cause I can't remember his name).
The girl is a light sleeper, especially in areas where bugs and birds can be heard, and there are no sirens or gunshots to lull one to sleep. Sunlight through a thin tent doesn't help either. so we're up shortly after dawn. A. and G. don't have such problems, so they're sleeping soundly. We rummage around in the car, and come up with a box of earl gray tea, and a tupperware of suger.
woohoo! morning tea!
Quietly, so as not to wake A. and G., we trot off to the campground bathrooms to draw some water from the sketchy spigot that they provide for drawing water from. fill a kettle, and go back to the campsite. I fire up our coleman stove, and we heat some water.
We make our tea, add our sugar, let it steep for a few minutes, lounging in the wonderful outsideness that we're in. we remove the teabags, and take our first sips of wonderful earl gray tea.
It tastes a little funny, but neither of us say anything, remaining quiet in the natural splendor of it all. a few sips later, we both sorta look at eachother and discuss the flavor of the tea. we chalk it up to campground water and continue towards the bottom of the cups.
the closer to the bottom we get, the funnier and funnier it tastes, until we can't drink it anymore. puzzled, I grab the sugar container and taste it.
mmmm... yummy... blegh! salt!!!!
The flavor of the salt blended so well with the earl gray oil flavor (which I can't remember the name of, starts with a C.) that we couldnt' distinguish the saltiness of it.
To this day, I can't drink earl gray without remembering that lovely taste. *cough cough*

And thus, I no longer drink earl gray tea.
mood: accomplishedaccomplished

(11 bits of drivel | babble incoherently)

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From:inahandbasket
Date:April 23rd, 2003 07:54 am (UTC)
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bergamot! thank you!
yeah, sugar and milk. forgot to specify milk.
;o)
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From:margolia
Date:April 23rd, 2003 08:14 am (UTC)
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You know, the Tibetan herdsmen drink their tea (which is very similiar to Earl Gray) with butter AND salt. The random-ass things one retains from a Mimi-class...

I guess this episode just illustrates why you aren't herding sheep and goats and yak in Tibet...
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From:inahandbasket
Date:April 23rd, 2003 08:20 am (UTC)
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bleh. yak butter.
ya know, I never had a class with mimi, but she was my thesis advisor. crazy that.
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From:margolia
Date:April 23rd, 2003 08:22 am (UTC)
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Indeed. I loved my Mimi classes... I had, I think, 3? maybe 4... She was great.
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From:darius_lee
Date:April 23rd, 2003 08:16 am (UTC)
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YOu know, the thought of all this is enough to make me vaguely ill...
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From:inahandbasket
Date:April 23rd, 2003 08:20 am (UTC)
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cheater, you were already ill!
=P
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From:darius_lee
Date:April 23rd, 2003 08:25 am (UTC)
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Oh yes, right.


IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT THEN! You made me ill! My body was just anticipating your story, every one knows I have the weakest stomach known to man.

*weeps*

My stomach rivals that of a samoyed, and if you ever had one you know what hell that implies.
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From:inahandbasket
Date:April 23rd, 2003 08:29 am (UTC)
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oh hush woman.
*goes to look up samoyed*
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From:inahandbasket
Date:April 23rd, 2003 08:31 am (UTC)
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hmm... samoyed definitions.
I assume you're not speaking of the reindeer herding peoples of extreeme northwest Russia, nor a language, so I guess it'd be the dog.
Nope, no idea. never had one 'o them. but from the context I assume they have weakass stomaches.
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From:darius_lee
Date:April 23rd, 2003 10:14 am (UTC)

heh

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Heh, I'm more educated than I thought...

But I was talking about the dog :P. As we all know, because of inbreedings all breeds have some kind of genetic weakness, for the samoyed it's their stomachs, they are instantly ill if anything changes even remotely in their diet, or doesn't change for that fact. Beautiful dogs, bad health problems. Of course their weakness of the stomach doesn't stop them from eating everything in sight :P.
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From:miyyu
Date:April 23rd, 2003 01:28 pm (UTC)
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Heh, I was fully prepared for something utterly disgusting like there were maggots in the tea or somesuch. So the salt thing wasn't all that bad.
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