Yes. It is Independence Day. Why is part of me mildly humored that half the cookouts will be drenched within the hour?
My new job is demanding in a different aspect. Though this week was claimed to be off for the holiday, I find myself going to the office several times and will likewise be there tomorrow bright and early.
Right.
the latest:
1. My nephew is quite the character. He will be 5 months tomorrow.
2. Township police have been in big brother mode as of late, and I despise this.
3. You don't like someone, you don't have to pretend to be their friend. Bluntness over hypocrisy any day.
4. I will be 22 next month. The end is near.