America's Birthday... fun times... I wanted to explode fireworks and jump around and sing patriotic songs... I got half of those requests... Spent the Fourth at a baseball game, and then saw the biggest fireworks show in Montgomery...
We decided that if the car we were riding in had crashed on the way home after the celebration, and all the people inside had died, the headline would read: "Chilean, Brasilian, Icelandic, Australian, Kosovar, and former Nebraskan Die in Hideous Car Wreck While Listening to Britney Spears..." Odd, I celebrated the birth of the nation with no one else of it.
The pool party after the fireworks was grand.. Boone's and wonka cakes for everyone.
My hemp bracelets are beginning to smell of hemp bracelet death. Kat and I are going to sell our creations at Greenville's Watermelon Jubilee for horrid prices.
D'won calls Electra and I the "DOCL" which stands for Dirt Off Campus Ladies, because he can't find any dirt on us...
Tropical Storm Cindy made it rain all day, and my Rilo Kiley shirt got soaking wet.
Shitty days are contagious and can only be healed by Australian cookies.
Austin got me a turtle when I got home from San Francisco, and I couldn't decide what to name him. He was eventually dubbed "Maybe Mitchell?" and now he lives in the AUM Duck Pond... he was multicolored, like that coat in the Bible. I miss him.
Coffee?? Hair Dye? Sounds great.