and y'all thought i got kidnapped by hillfolk, didn't'cha?

And so I have survived Appalachia and made it home in one piece. Never mind that there are mysterious clusters of bruises (see visual aid below) on the backs of both my calves that showed up Sunday after my crazy night of salsa dancing, hysterical drinking, and hitting on band members.



Speaking of which, there will be a MEGA TKV POST EVENT this weekend that will include a daily run-down of my vacation as well as links to my photos from the trip. I’m putting it off because I want to be able to dedicate an entire day to writing and downloading photos so it all shows up at the same time, so those of you who are writhing in anticipation -- sit tight.

In other news, my emotional crisis has been averted and I’m back to being Me. I’m sure that’s a relief to everyone.

I got a new bridesmaid dress that fits and isn’t about 8 sizes too big. Also a relief, but mostly to me and my sister since this now means I won’t get arrested for indecent exposure at her wedding.

I’m thinking about going back to school and studying ecology/environmental science/wildlife conservation & protection.

I’m subletting my friend Heather’s apartment for the summer so that takes care of my pending homelessness. While it did get hit by the recent tornado, it’s still intact.

There’s nothing like a vacation to put things in perspective. That’s all I’m saying about that.

Until then...