Where the hell have I been?

Right here, for the most part, enjoying a summer like no other-well, at least pre-responsibilities, which would go back to god...'97? earlier?

It's been a beaches, a zoo, deep dish pizza, remixes, apartment/job/life searching, cheesiness (see previous), patios, sports matches, giant festival, shady beer gardens, mexican dance party kind of summer. With its imminent death (though I can see easily another month of warmness, but the pools close soon, don't they?) can a return to responsibility be in the cards? I guess!