On the 4th

So i survived another fourth of july, this was (i must admit) the worst of them all in years past. (although i do recall i pretty excellent 4th last year).

so the fireworks went off, and it was grand..but then the rain came and washed the fireworks away. and so. lauren and i end up underneath a tree. for the rain. only to realize that her friends had absolutely ditched out. and my friend was sitting warm in the car waiting for me.

this was a problem.

eventually lauren returned safely to her inconsiderate friends. and i returned safely (in about a mile of rain) to my very warm, very dry, very good friend.

then the wait in the traffic started, for about an hour or so we waited, with Copleand-Eat,Sleep,Repeat playing in our ears. only to rummage through a stack of cd's to run into Ryan Adams-Love is Hell, which we enjoyed for the duration of the trip.

the drive home was filled with laughs, and direct references to how much of the "man" we both were, for varios instances discussed. (hush hush) i was then safely returned home, where lauren and i had a very enjoyable phone call while i cleaned my room.

so merry 4th of july, and to all a wet night.