Confessions

#1: Although I’ve been a vegetarian for about 11 years, I would consider giving that up if it meant that the world’s most annoying asshole rooster would be gone from the BFMS guesthouse. I dream about personally cutting off his head and eating the damn bird, just to put an end to his daily cockadoodledoo-ing ritual at 5am!

#2: I have a tiny crush on my attractive and charming Ghanaian field assistant. I admire his work ethic, his blunt sense of humor, his ability to chuckle after every third or fourth thing he says, and the fact that he needs Sundays off work to go to church (an all-day ordeal around here). Also, he is quite soothing on the eyes, which makes going into the forest each day just a little bit nicer. He’s like the cherry on top of our monkey cake. Katie thinks he’s hot too, so it isn’t just me this time (my taste in men has been questioned by some people in the past).