Meh

God, I hate this holiday.

Screaming kids blowing shit up. Yeah. Good thing I slept most of the day. I won't be sleeping tonight.

I grew up in a desert. We didn't have anything but sparklers. So this whole explosions-are-fun thing just doesn't really appeal to me. I love watching fireworks shows, I just don't get why people feel it necessary to risk blowing their fingers off themselves. Especially little kids.

And the fucking bookstore is closed so I can't easily escape this. Meh.