Independence Is Mine

Ah, the fireworks, the cook outs, the liberty. Yep, it's the big 4th of July holiday weekend. Two realities face me this weekend.

1. I have 4 of the next 5 days off from work.
2. I'm broke as a bad joke.

Coming off of my trip back home last week, I spent pretty much my bi-weekly allowance already and pay day is 6 days away. As such, I'm pretty much fucked as far as getting involved with any costly ventures this weekend. But right now I have this desire to get myself back into the mix here in Georgia and socialize a bit. My hermit like nature since I moved out of the downtown area has put me in a situation that I need to change. Howard Stern and his wacky crew have become my closest friends and I'm starting to dream of the show in my sleep now. (Sad.)

Don't get me wrong, Joolie and I are still tight but she is working tonight and tomorrow night until midnight taking her out of the mix for social options. What I know of happening this weekend has potential...

This guy is turning 30 and having party tomorrow night. My old boss who is heading back to NYC for a new work option is having a party also on Saturday night. This means BYOB and a place to hang out, i.e. relatively cheap.

Sunday there is a Rockabilly show that this chick on Myspace cannot stop sending out bulletins for. It's a day show and in the worst venue in the tri-state area, but it might be entertaining.

Monday I have work. Boo.

The 4th...well the 4th this year can't be any worse than last year when I knew NO ONE here and watched fireworks from my window while on the phone with a girl back in Philly lamenting that I might have made a terrible decision to move south. Jenn and Dale, a skinhead couple that I socialize with sometimes, are having a BBQ over in SC and that might be the way to go considering again, BYOB and a place to chill.

The only problem I forsee is that drinking and driving are a dangerous combo, and everything requires wheels. No word on any action at Joolie and Eric's pool this weekend, but I definitely will push the issue when I head to the bar tonight to hang with Eric. Yep, I'm gonna hit the bar up tonight and most likely spend what little money I have left to squander. Too bad my fridge is empty...but then again, I could drop a couple pounds.

Enjoy your holiday weekend.