The 4th of July Curse

For the past several years, the 4th of July has been a cursed date in my year. Every year, it seems that no matter what I do... everything that could go wrong for me on July 4th... does. And as of yesterday until about 8:50 pm, it looked like this would once again be the case. Without going into every detail, let me just say that it seemed like the universe was committed to ruining my plans to enjoy the day in quiet seclusion.

It was on a friend's suggestion (and with the promise of free bbq), that I put on a pair of jean shorts and headed over to the Eagle around 8:30. I live pretty close by, the bar offered a decent view of the fireworks, and I figured I would rather be all alone surrounded by a bunch of people than in my apartment by myself.

Going along with the "everything goes wrong on the 4th of July" trend, there was no free bbq. :-(. Given this, I decided to just head home and see what I could of the fireworks from my fire escape (through a line of trees (see above "everything goes wrong on the 4th of July)). I was literally on my way out when Mike Dreyden waved me down to say hi.

I had seen him around at IML and Nasty Pig a few times before, but we had never really said hi or anything. I was grateful for someone to talk to, especially someone as sexy as Mike. Plus, he introduced me to his friends Tim Kelly and Nick Moretti, who were both incredibly nice (and sexy). We hung out for about twenty minutes, and I was thinking it was about time to excuse myself. I had a great time hanging with them, but didn't want to intrude. Sure enough, that's when Mike told me they were leaving to go watch the fireworks from Tim's roof (they were staying at a friend's). And then, wouldn't you know...he invited me to tag along. I was flattered, excited, and optimistic that my night may not be so bad after all.

We all headed to Tim's, and the rest of the night was actually really amazing. We all hung out with their friend Alessio Romero. We watched the fireworks, then ordered some pizza, drank a few beers, and watched HARRY POTTER AND THE HALF BLOOD PRINCE!!! THOSE OF YOU WHO KNOW ME AT ALL KNOW THAT I AM A RAGING NERD! The next few hours were filled with unbridled geekery in the company of incredibly sexy men. It was everything I could have ever hoped for.

After our festivities ended, Mike walked me home and it was really relaxing. I thanked him profusely for inviting me out. I would have never guessed in a million years I would have spent this year's 4th of July hanging out with a bunch of porn stars talking about Harry Potter. But hey, sometimes life throws you curve balls. Either way, I think last night officially broke the 4th of July curse.