Where did he go?

Hio everybody.
Sorry about the drastic lack of blog posts in the past month. I've been pretty busy with school and stuff.
What's happened that I can talk about...
Well, one of the biggest assignments was a massive research paper about global warming. That was fun. about 9 pages long, including my sources. And what did I ultimately conclude? That I don't know ANYTHING about global warming, and that it could be being caused by about twelve different things. Whoop de doo.

I also chaperoned a 6th grade camping trip. THAT was fun. They go to this place called Camp Wolverine (up in Wolverine, Michigan) for a week, and do all sorts of fun stuff. At the end there's this activity called Slime-A-Dier, which is sort of a big scavenger hunt... but so much more than that... and they divide up into groups to carry it out. Somebody dresses up as the "TWM" (toxic waste monster) and tries to "slime" them with this sock-ball thing if they don't cooperate well enough, and the only way to free themselves from this slime (which stuns them into immobility) is if they can coax "Mother Nature" over to get them to free themselves.
Guess who I was?
TWM? Naw. I was Mother Nature. I wore an old dress, a mop-wig, a bonnet, and walked around with a cane and a yellow handbag (which I bludgeoned the TWM with every time I saw him). It was actually very fun. The kids loved it, at least.

I've now seen HP7.1 (Deathly Hallows) twice: once on opening day, and once with my parents. My conclusions are that the movie is a masterwork, and that Emma Watson is the most beautiful girl in the entirety of everything ever. And then there's that Horcrux scene. OH MY DEAR LORD is that... OOOooOOooOohhh...

There's a new movie out called "127 hours" about a hiker who gets stuck in a crevice (It's better than it sounds; I promise). See it. Just do it. Seriously.

Anyhow. That's about all I have to say.