Today is a very monumental day for me, because today, for the first time in my life, I have opened up a social media account.

Two, actually! Today I joined both Facebook and Instagram -- neither of which I have ever actually laid eyes on before.

I know it's hard to believe, but I seriously am not joking .

There was one moment of weakness back in like 2003, when I had a friend pull up their Facebook account, so I could see if an ex-boyfriend had gotten fat, but the whole thing quickly turned sour when I saw that he, in fact, had. It felt dirty and sneaky and wrong, and that is the last time I ever looked at Facebook, even over someone else's shoulder. So, unless it hasn't changed since 2003, then my mental image of what Facebook looks like is admittedly perhaps a bit outdated.

I did however try online dating for a while, and quickly had to reevaluate the photos I had chosen to post, after more than one person guessed that maybe my occupation was some sort of summer camp councilor.

Touché, gentlemen, you are incorrect, but I can see how when all my outdoor adventure photos are grouped together, one might arrive at that conclusion. (I am curious, though, what summer camp you know of that has fully grown AFRICAN ELEPHANTS?)

Anyways, now that I have opened these accounts, I need get to work on trying to... I don't know, fill them up with photos and stuff? ??

Geeza. What a hassle.

Friends joke that I am always dressed as if some sort of impromptu wilderness hike might break out at any moment, even at unlikely places like the airport. And I can see that, but my main takeaway from looking at most of my photos... is that I've basically had on the same outfit for about 20 years.

Oh, and that apparently, I really like caps and little puffy black vests.

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