Letter from Camp

Maybe I will be writing from camp.

I got my cabin today.  I am living with 3 other women.  They are nice.  I have a porch.  This is my five year old paragraph.

Camp is so much better when it is not raining.  I hate rain when you don’t have heat.  That is a bad combination.  FREEZIX!

I only have one sweatshirt at camp.  I am angry about this.  I stupidly left all my sweatshirts in NY.  IDIOTFROG!!  I think this makes me sort of like a cartoon character.  I am always wearing a Wisconsin hoody.  No, I did not go there.  No, I am not from there.

Sarah Stroe just came into the office.  She is one of my favorite people ever.  She was wearing a shirt that said “In Bears We Trust.”

Benjamin is going to become a garden volunteer.  He is going to ruin his skinny jeans!  Fuck.  What a waste of money.

Mary Elizabeth Grace Critchlow, blog activist

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I went on an adventure to the Pacific NW. I visted ML, Courtney, Ari, Justin, Justin, and Benn. I played Wii Fit! WOW. It is fun. Well sort of. It told me I was obese. That made me angrix. There are fatter people in the world. Are we all obese? I don’t want to be American anymore!

It was half off night at Blue Moon Burgers in Seattle. I went with my girlfriend. I bought us burgers and fries for $7.99! WOW. I LOVE CHEAP THINGS. They taste way better.

This is not the same burger we got. But it is very beautiful. My dad told me to eat more protein so I don’t feel like I have mono. I AM!

Just know that I noticed that I went from talking about being obese to eating a burger. No, I do not see the connection.

I took the bus to Canada. The Canadian border people HATED me. I think they were stupid and didn’t understand what a non-profit was. I think they took this to mean terrorist organization. God, they were SO incompetent.

“What do you do in America?”

“I work for a non-profit organization.”

“Is that a drug cartel?”

“No.”

“Have you ever been denied access to Canada before?”

“No.”

“Who are you visiting?”

“My boyfriend.”

“What does he do?”

“He is a student at UBC.”

“What does he do in his spare time?”

“He plays recorder.”

“Is that a weapon?”

This is almost what the conversation was like. I really don’t have a lot of love for Canada/Canadians.

I ate the best sushi I have ever had in Vancouver at a place called Toshi’s. It was BOMB. I like sushi a lot. I wish I could eat it for dinner every night.

ML does not want me to join the Park Slope Food Co-op. She thinks it is too yuppie. I think she is a yuppie. She lives in Seattle.