my *favorite* holiday is just around the corner.  And when I say *favorite* I mean the one I *most dislike*. And when I say *most dislike* I mean *hate*. And when I say *hate* I mean *REALLY REALLY hate*!  I despise the 4th of July!  I hate that idiots are allowed to buy explosives and set them off cause they “look pretty.” I hate it that parents buy the shit WEEKS in advance and let their kids shoot them off to keep them “happy”. I hate it that young boys let them off and hit me in the arm with them...ok wait. Lemme splain. When I was about 8 I got hit by a flying pack of black cats. I’ve still got a scar.  It was a very unpleasant experience - I didn’t like it ONE bit. This, like many US celebratory holidays is just an excuse for people to blow shit up, take a day off work, and get drunk.  And while I am at it, drunk people and explosives don’t mix.  I don’t even GO to 4th of July parties because of the drunkenness mixed with the fire works.

I really hate the fact that on Saturday I had my baby kitten all asleep cuddled in my lap, wrapped up in my sweater until the next door brats lets off some black cats on MY back PORCH! DAMN youngins!  Just the latest thing that these little creatins have done to piss me off.