And it's night four of hearing fireworks all night. It's not even the fourth yet! I honestly feel bad for people who live around here who struggle with PTSD, because I can't even begin to imagine how bad this time of year is for them. Not to mention this is a holiday where we're supposed to be celebrating America and most of the people affected by PTSD that would be triggered by fireworks are combat veterans.
Anyway, today was a long day. I had a bad time at a Target store, which bummed me out because I've never been to a bad Target before. (I love Target.) Now it's almost midnight, and I'm still awake after watching Legend of Korra and some American Ninja Warrior. Brad's here too! So it's time to get cozy and get to sleep.