New York, New York

Sorry about the deathly silence, folks. The truth is, my blog has been going through some growing pains this summer.
The whole purpose of it had been to provide my family with an easy way to see what I was up to when we were scattered all over the world (my parents in Madagascar, my sister in Senegal and Congo, my brother in Saudi). But now that I'm living at home again, and that my sister is back in D.C., I find my self at a bit of a loss of what I should write here (my brother is irrelevant because he never reads this anyway!).
Add to that the fact that my life this summer hasn't been anything to write home about (work, eat, sleep, repeat), and, well, you get a blog that isn't ever updated. I'm sorry.

I did end up going to New York city this weekend, which was wonderfully refreshing. I could really see myself living there at some point in my life. I'll put up some pictures when I get 'em (my camera died, as usual).
Until then, this blog is probably not going to be very exciting until I move out of D.C.. This may happen next year; I have vague plans to move out to South America, but as with everything else in my life at the moment, nothing is set in stone.