And now all my clothes smell of frankincense.

I got a brass censer today for use with loose incenses, as well as bags of frankincense and myrrh resins.  I’m pretty excited about it, but I didn’t really know how to use it (with the grate curved downward, with or without sand, etc.).  After googling for a bit, I lit a charcoal and dropped a tiny rock of frankincense on the coal after it lit.  It smelled much different than the sticks I’ve been using, but still pleasant.  More notable, however, was the sheer amount of smoke it produced, and how much it kept producing for a good ten or fifteen minutes.

I go to get a drink from the fridge, and I come back to my room hazy and stifling as if someone was hotboxing it at a party.  I also left my closet door open, so now all my clothes smell of this stuff.  How lovely.

Lesson: open your damn windows before trying anything involving the words “new” and “burn”.