Which is the same, shockingly enough, as the 4th of July. Who woulda thunk it?
I went to see fireworks in town today, and my friend has an apartment right on the waterfront where they're set off. The view from his balcony was perfect. Course, he wasn't actually out there, cause he hates loud noises, and fireworks freak him out badly. So he hid in his house the whole time poor guy. On the bright side, there was cake.
I love Fourth of July. Independence Day in general. Holidays related to the armed forces and the country and stuff though are kind of a big ish deal in my family, as I'm a former Armybrat. A wonderful occupation, by the way.
Random side note, I just squished an annoying bug, FINALLY. Unfortunately, I did it on my screen. Huzzah bug guts. I'm an indjit.
I seem to still be unable to find a worthy niche on here. What is it that people want to read? I'm unsure. I spend a lot of time with my friends writing letters to people and/or things that could never get them, maybe that'd be fun...
For Example:
Dear Guy-who-invented-push-up-bras,
I appreciate all you do for me on a regular basis. It's amazing the transformation you can give my lackluster chest. On the other hand, the minute I'm forced into a bikini top it's like a magic trick- here they are, and VOILA! Boobs disappear. We should work on combining these two forces of sexiness, just a thought.
Love GG
OR
Dear Person-who-decided-women-need-to-shave,
I HATE YOU.
Love, GG
So yes. There's that.
Have a lovely holiday everyone!
Ah, each of us must be our niche, and fill it too
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or just a leash
This. Is. Super! I fracking love you! Just sayin'. Also, this kind of makes me want to start up doing blogs again.
ReplyDeleteThanks!! You so totally should, if I can you can- you have the best stories!
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