Je suis malade

I was viciously attacked by some sort of cold last week. I decided to stay home from the Glendalough trip to recuperate. Sorry, no pictures. Of Glendalough or the cold.

It's my turn to cook this week, but we'll be eating tomorrow on account of me being in Galway until Sunday night. I've decided to do beef stroganoff and corn tomorrow. For dessert, I'm showing everyone how to make s'mores (unfortunately, we'll have to substitute something for the graham crackers.)

I've actually been getting some hardcore studying done lately. It's all for French though, not really for any of my classes. It's almost been a month since school started and I've had to do one homework assignment the whole time. There are also zero tests or quizzes in class, except for finals.
Not that I'm complaining, of course.

Clubs are starting to pick up. I have my first fencing meeting tonight and my first equastrian meeting tomorrow. I'm particularly excited for these two - I guess they seem more European. Unfortunately, the karate club doesn't seem to be doing anything at all. I might go to the self-defense classes then, since they use some kenpo.

I had Supermacs for the first time this weekend. Their cheese-flavored sauce was delicious. They definately rank above McDonalds and BK, maybe just behind Wendys.

I don't keep too much of a stock of food around. I go shopping every two or three days and just pick up enough for a dinner or two. It's kinda fun. Plus, I can pick up fresh bread everytime I go out (If you ever have a chance to try "Wheaton Farls", take it.)