Slowly coming alive

I still don't feel 100% yet. My sore throat keeps switching sides. It finally leaves the left side... only to start hurting on the right side. And so on. And it's making my ears hurt, too. I'm getting rather fed up with it all. Anyways. Because of that, I haven't been very adventurous all week. I took a few pictures of campus:
As you can see by the lens flare (evidence of my wonderful photography skills) it was actually sunny! I've been spoiled by the past few days. It's been surprisingly Minnesota-like. Sunny, clear, bright and COLD. It was -6 degrees Celsius today. Brrr. So I've been very bundled up, but dry, at least. Also... how gorgeous is this campus?! It still stuns me, and I've been here a month (which also stuns me). I need to get pictures of the courtyard which is in the center of the main building (the one with the huge spire). I didn't even know it existed until my friend Martin showed me around campus. I could have sworn I was in Hogwarts. And then we got chased off the grass by a disgruntled security guard. I would have felt worse about it if I hadn't been laughing so hard. We scampered out quickly and I had to hold onto a railing while I collected myself. I'll try to get pictures of it tomorrow. Hopefully the weather will hold. In other news... look what was sent to me!OM NOM NOM. I got it yesterday and it's already about 1/3 gone. I've been eating it by the spoonful. There is a long story behind it all, but essentially, I thought the package was something else I had ordered online and when I opened it expecting clothes and instead found peanut butter, I was very pleased. So pleased, actually, I almost cried. It was just what I needed. Who knew the key to my heart was peanut butter shaped?

In other news, I finally started knitting the pair of socks I bought yarn for ages ago. I'm always shocked at how soothing it is to me. I lose myself in knitting. It's my therapy. It can be incredibly challenging (like starting the toe of a sock. While doing that, I frequently let slip a barrage of words that would make a sailor blush) or it can be monotonous to the point of boring. I just like having something to busy my hands. Reading can only get me so far. So, here is the very start of a toe. I'm just past the point of sailor-blush-swearing. Smooth sailing from here.Tomorrow is my photography class. We will finally be making prints of our negatives! So maybe I'll fiiiinally have something to show you all. Maybe? Don't hold me to it, I anticipate printing to be a very laborious process. Hopefully I can resist the urge to grab my film and find the nearest photo printing station...