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Alright guys, we made it to October. A couple of you voiced concerns over my diet and admittedly it's been a little extreme over the past week. Intermittently I've felt a cold coming on, and what with all the stress and lack of food, it's not surprising. I'm sure that as soon as I slow down a little bit and think everything is fine it will hit me. So yesterday I bought some vitamins and I've been trying to just take 'er easy. I stayed in last night and slept in today. Raúl made penne alla carbonara and salad for lunch, and plied me with alcohol. (White wine from Cataluña? How about a cup of red? Now a beer?) A nice way to start a Saturday, really.

Thanks also to my readers for your encouragement in picking the nicer room. I really like it. (I swear, pictures... coming soon...) I'm now living in the Parte Vieja of San Sebastián: Calle del 31 de agosto, 24, 3.d., 20003. I have three roommates right now: Raúl and his girlfriend Alva, who are from Cataluña (and think accordingly that I should learn català instead of euskera), and Pablo, a Mexican. Both guys have just started an apparently well-known cooking course here. There's one more room that will be filled sometime. There was a Basque guy, but he only stayed one night and then left. I never did end up meeting him. *Shrugs.*

Saw a movie with Arantza (the French teacher at the school in Rentería if I didn't mention her before) and her friend, and Josh, the guy from North Carolina. We had thought it was going to be in French but it wasn't, and it was fine, but I won't recommend it. No idea what it would be called in English. Moving on.

Other news... not much. Internet in the apartment, Wi-Fi hopefully on Tuesday. Tomorrow is some big event called the "Kilometroak" out by the Zurriola beach or something, so I'll try and make an appearance. Tuesday and Wednesday I'll be making small voyages to do orientation and next week I'll also have to do some more paperwork. Tonight... since Molly's not around (went to the Pyrenees... is a big rock-climber) it's just me and Josh (and maybe Pablo), so I guess we'll go "out", but I'm not sure where to or what the hell we'll do. What's the point of going out if it's just... to drink? Am I like... insane? I don't know. I don't mind sleeping. Grr... gotta meet people... hope y'all are doing great.