I'm Back, Bitches.

I made it!

My plane didn't crash or get bombed, I didn't kill myself from drinking on my birthday, and I didn't fall down a subway grate or do something equally stupid while in New York City. I had the most amazing time. I'm going to do a huge post (and by huge, I mean try to condense the 400 or so pictures that Caroline and I took into just a few) later, but I don't have all of the pictures yet.

...But for now, I'm going to go spend some quality family time with my dad and step-people, which hopefully means getting drunk and making adults feel weird.