my part in the world of the discombobulated

haha, i have not fallen in battle. i've retreated to the iowan front for the last few days and i've been spending time (wonderfully spent time) with my girlfriend (wonderful girlfriend). it's been nice to have a weekend to spend with her without 400 other obligations. we did a lot of relaxing and watched some movies, made a few nice meals, went to iowa city, and had great sex every so often. i enjoyed my 4th of july and i got to see the fireworks even though we hadn't planned to go. it just so happened that we were out and about at 9:30 and found out that the fireworks were at 9:45, so we went and watched them with mucho happiness between us and a blatently white trash family to the left of us. the small child in this family (probably about 3 years old) said god damn every 5 minutes and also managed to working calling his dad a dumb bitch and saying holy crap and damn it. the father (who was a dumb bitch) was drunk, drove there, and threw bottle rockets into the air with no knowledge, nor regard, of the path the explosive devises would follow. i wouldn't mind this normally, but there were small children about and i had a girlfriend laying upon me. therefore, i couldn't dodge and she wouldn't have seen them attacking her from above. thankfully his mom (so the small child's grandma) told him to stop, so he got bitchy and went to the car for a while. this was funny. ok, enough about me. i want to hear from others. how goes the world of the discombobulated?