I'm still alive, I swear. It turns out that the wireless router magically dissappeared (got stolen) and so there is no high speed internet access for those of us not in upper upper level management at camp. I had about five billion things I wanted to blog about, but I really have a couple of minutes before I have to go. A far, far better post will follow on Saturday!
In the mean time, I'm feeling really really old. My bones just don't move like they used to, and a 16 year old called me "sir". I'm only 18... sir is my father. But I've got this really cool costume that makes me look like an 18th century naval officer, which is pretty much just the coolest thing ever. Or at least, a pretty cool thing. I'll take pictures and put them my facebook when I get a chance. In other news, I updated my address on my facebook, if any of you wanted to send baked goods or anything.
And my braces are off. I wonder how that will affect my kissing?