An Actual Update, Since My "Q" Key is No Longer Where the "A" Should Be

[ornithorhynque]

So my house mom is really weird.  We're a thirty minute walk from the school -- at a really brisk pace -- and she couldn't, for the life of her, understand why I wanted a bus pass.  You know, because an umbrella when walking in a deluge is totally acceptable cover.  She also likes to cook, but only because she doesn't drink milk, or like butter or salt or oil, and is kind of a health nut.  You know that whole "health food never tastes good" idea?  Out in force.  Though she does seem to think that potatoes and rosemary and meat and rosemary and zucchini and another handful of rosemary in a pot with almost no water is totally a delicious meal.  Yeah.  It's quickly becoming one of those "well, I had a wonderful experience there, but it was kind of in spite of my host family..." stories.  I don't mind too much, though.

At least I'm having a great time with a lot of the other people that came -- some of the girls are great, and the ones that aren't are quickly annoying those that I hang with to the point that they've started lying to avoid them.  I was afraid it was going to be anoth4er situation in which I had to ditch a really annoying, desperately clingy and cloying chick, but luckily nature seems to be correcting itself.  ;)

I might put something later, but I have class in a minute here.  And
I don't like to be late -- she's a really, really adorable younger woman and actually makes class enjoyable.