As you might have guessed, I'm in the wilderness.

As you might have guessed, I'm in the wilderness.
Cell reception just ain't here but don't worry and don't fear
I'll call you back when I can and adventures we can plan
In the meantime leave your number; I'll call you back sometime this summer.

Perhaps you have heard this on my phone sometime during the past ten weeks as it has been my voicemail. If you haven't, call by Friday because I am about to update my voicemail so as to reflect my actual currant position.

I am well aware of my absence in the blogging world during the past three months. I have had reason to write, but never the time. And they've been good reasons, too. Reasons like:

• My car VanGo abruptly coming to a halt, never to run again...yet somehow mysteriously worked it's way uphill across the street.
• My father selling my car for a mere $100.
  
• The entire camp having gas because the chef puts a fair amount of fart-causing spice in EVERYTHING.
• Subtle inside jokes that circle around the staff the same way spam works it's way to every email address.
• Knowing the gas station employee from my 8th grade orchestra class.
• The entire camp hiding one of my very good friends from me for a good three hours only to reveal that he will be spending the duration of the season working at the camp.
• The relationships I've formed, the growth I've gained, and the fun I've had.
  

Meh. All that shall not make it to this blog. It will stay in my journal for my future posterity to enjoy. Tough noogies: that's not you. You won't ever know those stories in detail.

Suck it up, princess.

Now I'm back in the "real world" (whatever that means) and getting ready for school. I think I've adjusted rather well. I've jumped right back into picking up shifts at work. My text-message alert of Power Rangers continually reminds me what cell-service means. I shower every day (mostly), and bask in the glory of Kentucky Bluegrass and carpet.

Moral of the story: I'm ba-aack!