December 12th

Medieval history, why are you incredibly dull at times? Today's lesson was about the different structure styles of lord houses. Yippee, I can barely contain my excitement. At least I understand the lectures, though at this point for the sake of my brain tissues leaking from my ears I wish that I were deaf. Aight, that's a bit harsh, but we all have these moments. Mine happen to occur during lectures on middle aged architecture that is based upon the use of three wooden poles, literally. After class Paula and I swung by Mickey D's for some well-deserved sodas. I have a complaint though, heh what a surprise. My issue is the price of a medium coke in France. It is 2.20 euros which is about $2.80. Sure, that doesn't seem like a lot, well it wouldn't be a deal at all if the size were correct. I know that my country has an obesity problem, but let's put that thought on the back burner. If I pay about three dollars for a drink, it had better be about a half a pint's worth. This cup's volume is less than the American small. What the hell France?! I give you three bucks you give me a happy meal size. Well, as many classic characters have said throughout cartoon history, "get bent." Moving on from the overpriced drink issue. Ahem, the rest of my night was fun. I had a massive dinner of pasta, probably around three portions worth. I know, I'm reflecting my country's weight issues. To be fair I hadn't eaten anything else all day except for an apple sauce, breakfast on-the-go, and the medium coke, such a rip-off. I am allowed to gorge on spaghetti this one time. After my feast of noodles I joined a German-esk party hosted by my friend Natalie. She made all of us this spiced hot wine which tasted of Christmas and grapes. Delicious, simply ravishing. Pretty damn good. The party was nice and small, around ten people total, which made socializing far easier. It was a great ending to a somewhat flipped day.