MOOP!

'Tis quite alright, Ori. I've been off and on for the last hour, what with dinner and running around finding MY coustume (I'm the techie/packrat pirate, no you are not allowed to steal that), so I probably wouldn't have been able to chat (coherantly, at least) tonight. Maybe tomorrow, hmm?

Camp does rule, doesn't it? Thank you very mush, btw, you reminded me to find MY swaps.

You fergot:

*Blue Canary's pants
*The lack of indiviuality (I can't spell, bite me) in snow cones
*Blue Canary agreeing to be Dodge's godFATHER

(Dodge is fine, though we almost had a homicide on our hands; Dancer threw her bookbag at me while I was carrying him. He's asleep right now and will be safe on the way to camp tommorrow morn.)

*The almost killing of Unit Seven (was that today or yesterday....The days blend after awhile)
*Extended metaphors

And as for the dating thingy? I'd probably say yes. I like you, I'm sure that I'd come to "like you" like you (gods that sounds childish) in time and I am bi/les/pan - sexual.