I’ve spent the last few days at Trial Lake in the high Uintas. All of my possessions that I took with me smell like a campfire; it even lingers a bit in my hair, even after three washings. I was cold at night, the bugs were annoying, I got a bit sunburned, and I’m dead tired from all the work of packing, unpacking, hauling, packing, and unpacking.
In other words, I had a blast. 
It occurs to me that in the space of two weeks, I went from sea level (in Houston) to 9,500 feet above sea level (actually, including our hike to Wall Lake, I made it to 10,010 feet above sea level). I don’t, of course, count the airplane ride.
I think I’ve finally caught up with everything I’ve missed, which, considering my flist was at skip=200, is quite an accomplishment. Nice to know the fandom didn’t blow up in my absence, although it looks like it came close. 
I’ve got about a month left until school starts again, and SO MUCH TO DO. I have to get my prospectus written and submitted so I can register for thesis hours; I have to apply to be a substitute teacher so I can earn some money in the fall; I have to apply for a student loan to pay my tuition since I’m pretty much flat broke; and I have to plot out my Albus fanfic so I can have an outlet with all the hard work I’m going to be doing.
Nope, not a busy month at all.
Tomorrow, I’ll finally write up my in-depth reaction to HBP. I finished my second read-through right before I left, but was too busy getting ready to leave to type it up, and was just too tired to do it today. So, tomorrow.