in high school an old friend and i bought felt flag headbands and had a campout.
in 2007, the 4th was spent shaking our heads at the embarrassing party that wasn't. i guess the facebook party invite with a picture of Father Spitzer (Gonzaga's president) holding a sparkler wasn't that funny after all.
in 2008, i was on the plane, headed back to the good ol USA from Europe. i wanted to wrap a flag around myself like a cape because i missed America so much.
this year all of my friends are having a blast, and everyone is getting the debut meet n greet with KKiss' and Sam's new boyfriends. while i am stuck behind a desk at work. my mom and sister M are here, but i can't hang out with them because i am stuck here. the only good thing is that i get paid time and a half for working holidays.
i even bought Cleo a little red white and blue top hat for the occasion, but we can't even sit outside watching fireworks because THEY ARE ILLEGAL HERE.
here is a picture of me today, just to garner some pity.