"Motorcycles want to be cars but aren't willing to play by car rules." -Deb

I didn't get to sleep until quarter to 7 this morning. Oh my heavens, I am tired. I wasn't even sure if I could sleep in my own bed, as my cousins are flying in tomorrow and I've heard that I've graciously offered my room (?!) to them. So I slept on the couch in the living room, after vetoing the couch in the basement when I couldn't get the satellite to work on the bigscreen. Stupid TV. So I wandered back upstairs with my DVD of Breakfast at Tiffany's in hand, and settled in on the couch.

The drive up to Orem wasn't all that bad. I like roadtrips alone :) I brought my two 52 oz mugs (one pink and the other purple) with me and got them both filled at the same time...felt a tad sheepish for a moment with that one, but got over it quickly. I also brought my 128 ounce mug, but never got to fill it. I have never filled it at a gas station and I'm not really sure how I would go about that, hahaha.

If it weren't for the Freedom Festival I wouldn't know how to celebrate Independence Day, haha. (tradition...TRADITION!) Clarke let me have the comp tickets he had for The Stadium of Fire and I brought Sarah with me. We had so much fun. We are absolute loons, really. We wooped and cheered for Taylor Hicks and mocked the idiotic MCs and sang along with Lee Ann Womack. Good times, man, good times. I took about seventy pictures of us sitting there, haha, in typical Susannah style.

Speaking of taking random photos of oneself...I need this computer. I really do. My parents have the new Intel iMac with Photobooth. Ok, ok, so that's what I was doing up until the wee hours of the morning, hahaha. It is too much fun, really. This is the most rawr computer ever! ...my birthday is in three weeks.