Whew ... we're official done with overnight camps. If I've been ignoring you for the past couple of months, just give me a couple of days to wrap camp stuff up and catch my breath ... I'll re-enter the so-called "real world" next week. Just hold your horses.

And take off that saddle. We're going bareback!

So I'm chilling at my apartment with about 10 counselors, my roommate, our dog, and the boob tube. It's quite weird to have the "black noise" filling up the air ... polluting with sound and sucking at our brains like a big magnet. But there's something nice about lying around on carpet, seeing counselors out of their element, and feeling no deadlines whatsoever.

It was a good week ... the multimedia stuff was rather normal and ahead of schedule, there weren't any major counselor catastrophes to deal with, and we had the largest camp week ever (100 kids!). I've been nursing a couple of teeth that I almost knocked out on Tuesday, I'm going to the wedding of a former counselor tomorrow, and my belly is full of La Rosa's pizza.

It's kind of weird ... we only have two weeks left of camp, and I feel strangely normal. I feel like it'll end and I'll continue my adult life, resting a little and getting ready for school. I feel like I know what to expect ... even when it comes to the surprising unexpected stuff that'll happen this year. Life seems to have a pace now, like I'm running laps and I recognize where I've been already. I think that's good. It's not like the laps are boring, or usual ... it's just that I'm recognizing.

Ok, that's enough typing words for now. My mind wants to be jello.

Mmm ... jello.