i’m so tired of WoW.
RPGs need to die.
july 4 is here (well, almost), and i’m feeling rather put out about it. angie, chad and i are doing the beer garden, but i just feel blah about it. megan was going to help, but bowed out. nate can’t come because he has to work. my one sister’s in indiana and other will be in mandan. charlie’s no fun. i can’t get drunk because no one is available to drive us home (meaning charlie).
i’m probably not even going to be at the spicer parade. i feel like summer’s passing me by and mocking me while doing so.
poo.