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Friday

I got up and got some coffee while the computer booted, then got dressed while also getting Casey up, dressed, and fed. I dropped him off at school at the usual time, science project in tow. Once he and his project were safely deposited in his classroom, I headed back home.

I took care of my free book & paid emails as they came in, and spent the day semi-afk on Astellia, on all my characters. I sat at the computer from time to time, but also spent time working on chores (like laundry) and packing for the camping trip later that night.

I was hoping there would be time to play Astellia a bit with Cyn for her birthday before I had to go pick Casey up from school because we’d be leaving for Camp Decorah soon after that. I was irritated that she wasn’t awake earlier, and then mad at myself for being irritated. And when I finally did hear from her, she didn’t get on Astellia. Later she said she was going to (just then) but that they had to go pick someone up from work. She also seemed to have forgotten that Casey and I would be camping that night, though I’m not sure that would have made a difference with how the day turned out.

I went and picked Casey up from school, then we headed back home to load the car up and head out. We stopped at McDonald’s in Onalaska for dinner and hung out there until it was close enough to when we could finish the trip to Camp.

We got settled in at the lodge, then hung around there waiting for others from our Pack to show up. They did and we hung around and chatted for a bit before heading back to the Dahl center for a movie. Unfortunately, the popcorn was nasty and Casey and I were tired, so we didn’t stay long before heading back to the lodge to sleep before others had a chance to keep us awake.

I got quite a bit of sleep from around 9 until around 4am, and that was when I checked my phone and saw that Brad had texted a little before 11. I’d texted him on Thursday about Dave saying that he’d beat him up for stealing his last Cherry Wheat, which I reminded Dave that I had given to Brad. Brad’s text was a response to that. First, he said that it sounded like Dave was being a little bitch. Then Brad said that he (Dave) might not want to find (fight?) him, after beating him he might not stop. This response had me so turned on, I tossed and turned the rest of the night.

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