My 4th O' July

Hey Hey party people. What in the world did I just say? Something that is not good. I figure it is time for a new post. And so here it is. I am going to tell you all about my fabulous July 3rd/4th. So last night I went and camped out on 750 E. and Center St. with the knowledge that I would be walking to work in the morning. I ignored the obvious problems with this plan (namely that I would have to walk 20 blocks on a parade route--not a good idea) and went. We stayed up late and played card mash and mostly I talked on the phone with Stephen. In fact, we talked until my phone died at 4:50 am. I was very distraught (naturally) when this happened and nearly walked home by myself at that very moment to get to my charger. I then realized that this may not have been the best idea. So I slept for an hour and then made a run for it at 6:00. I walked as fast as I could carrying my bag and sleeping bag. I also had to go to the bathroom. This realization hit me after I walked past all businesses and port-a-potties. I was on the verge of explosion when I got home. I went to the door. It was locked. So I frantically dug into my bag and grabbed my house keys. I unlocked the deadbolt and dashed for the bathroom. Ah, sweet release. I was sweating like mad from my little marathon and was tired and starving and my stomach hurt really bad from holding it in the whole time I was traveling. I charged my phone and took a little nap before work. It was awesome. I am afraid I confused Debbie and Ali with my early morning departure. Just know that I am absolutely in love and obsessed with someone so my insanity could not be helped. It is part of the package. That is really all I have to say on the subject.
This is what I looked like whilst running through the streets of Provo this morning. have pity.