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I wasn't going to go to Georgia for Ben and Gina's party. I think that's mainly due to the fact that my brother is a selfish bastard, and I mean that with pure brotherly love. I've given up on trying to connect with him anytime we are in the same state at the same time.
Summer convinced me we should go. She’s usually right so I packed my bag and off we went. The party was fun, fake lesbians, hot sticky heat, the bang and wiz of fireworks, color flashing through the night air. It's not the same when you can't light the fuse yourself and run away hoping and praying you don't set your ass or hair on fire and that you don't blow off any of your fingers. So, I'm glad we went if only so that I could hear the hiss of the fuse close enough to my ear to deafen me temporarily. It was also nice to wave to Ben across the lawn.
Next time I might update with the top ten reasons I find it so difficult to update this thing.
Summer convinced me we should go. She’s usually right so I packed my bag and off we went. The party was fun, fake lesbians, hot sticky heat, the bang and wiz of fireworks, color flashing through the night air. It's not the same when you can't light the fuse yourself and run away hoping and praying you don't set your ass or hair on fire and that you don't blow off any of your fingers. So, I'm glad we went if only so that I could hear the hiss of the fuse close enough to my ear to deafen me temporarily. It was also nice to wave to Ben across the lawn.
Next time I might update with the top ten reasons I find it so difficult to update this thing.