White Christmas

Time really flies. ...Thanksgiving is this week. ...I'm looking forward to it...

Last weekend, we were in Au Gres so Nidhal could go hunting. He enjoyed it, but he didn't see anything. Harvey, the guy who has been coming to hunt for over 20 years, shot a deer around 8 a.m. on Sunday, opening day. We were going to go back up this weekend, but my dad said that it probably wouldn't be worth the gas to get there. And I had to work with a group for one of my classes this weekend.

Speaking of classes, my 1-credit class is almost done. I only have to write a 3-4 page paper and then it will be done forever! That class was a waste of time.

I have two big papers to write for two of my other classes. The one paper is about the phonology of the Tunisian dialect of Arabic and the other paper is going to be about the syntax of resultative adjectives. Fun. I think I'll enjoy writing the first one, but the second one is going to be a bit of a pain.