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Delightful evening. Amazing summer.

And yes, that'd be a two-year block of time in which I have not posted. (Yes, check the year, folks... It's more'n two weeks!)

I guess I just sorta ran out of blogging steam. Writing for the school blog was pretty amazing, but school's over (way over; campus is closed!) and as to blogspot... well, nobody I know is actually here. So yes, mostly I'm just posting for my own benefit. Like my last couple of Xanga entries. Ah, well.

So. Yes. I love summer in Colorado.

Hiking. Climbing mountains. Climbing the Incline on Sunday mornings. Dancing the Cupid Shuffle in the parking lot before the outdoor movie. Running 5ks with roommates. The view from my office window. Deer and fawns skipping past said window. Salamanders in the Jericho Center. Hitting up the Farmer's Market in Old Colorado City on Saturday mornings. Eating fresh veggies and hummus while sitting outside on our patio. Watching the sun set while sipping wine on the neighbors' roof. (I don't like wine, but this point is marginal.) Discovering one of said neighbors and a buddy of his are actually classmates from the New Life School of Worship, whom I hadn't seen in four years. Natasha's homemade ice cream. Walkin' on sunshine. Midnight runs around the block. Sweet, sweet morning worship at theWall. Parties and celebrations of summer. Smoothies. Crispy, sweet, juicy watermelon. Guests from Norway. Coffee and bananas. G&Ts. Running in the rain. Roommates crashing from the heat in my cool basement bedroom. Garage sales. Pet sitting. Good news of friends getting married. Wanting to travel. Double rainbows. Kidnapped llamas. Four proofreading projects inside six weeks. Camping out with them at Starbucks to get them DONE, preferably early. Random dance parties. Let's hear it for the boy. Fair market stores. Funner purses. Apple cider tea. Discovering intense extroversion. Mowing the yard with a rotary mower... for the first time ever. Grilled burgers, veggies, chicken. Stories coming back. Dracula. Water for Elephants. Classics and romance fluff on my Kindle. Free downloads. Weeks of lack-of-internet freedom. Dollar movies (for $1.75) at the ghetto theater. Thor. Chasing the yippie fluff ball out of our yard with my "Great Dane" voice. Twilight guitar under the tree in the yard. "He's nice. But scary. Like Santa!" California casualties. Boys who do "freestyle running" but still somehow let you set the not-so-fast pace. Iced peach tea. Detox. Apple muffins. Popcorn. Storytime in Nicole's room. Llamigo, Mr. Higgins.

Amazing.