There is constant eating here. Eating and mention of eating - I have had online conversations in the past 24 hours about mozzarella sticks, various kinds of preserved meats and whelk. There are the world's most delicious homemade oatmeal raisin cookies available 24/7 in the dining hall (heavy with butter, and also available in chocolate chip, M&M and peanut butter if such is your fancy). People run out at all times of the night on Wendy's runs for 99 cent chili and frosty dairy desserts and chicken strips. The kitchen staff have a pact to make all Beaufort students gain 15 pounds during the time of their stay, thus: rib-eye steaks, fat boiled prawns, crab cakes, twice-baked potatoes, vats of coleslaw, hush puppies, thick wedges of lemon meringue pie.

I mention this mostly because Minz wants me to do a food books sex ranking for the 'friends' bit of her webpage. I spoke of books a couple of days ago, and will have to refrain from discussing sex here because of certain people who read this, but I figured a paragraph on food might help me put things into perspective. It hasn't really. Rankings are inherently nasty things when it comes to matters of any subjectivity.

(Also to make people jealous)
(Also, to people with whom I had above-mentioned conversations: I'm not picking on you)