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Took off friday night for Timothy Lake and Mt Hood. Wwe couldn't find everyone the first night. It was late, dark and we were lugging a shit-ton of gear in. We couldn't find the walkie talkie to get a location, which was a critical mistake. So, we plopped down and just set up for the night. In the morning, I saw someone I thought I recognized and was right, we were close. So we re-joined the actual camp in the morning. Spent another night out there and then left. All in all, it wasn't that fun. I was sort of soured on the whole thing from the first night, and generally wasn't up for socializing. So we left early the next day. After Dan's Kendo, we munched and rented Saints Row IV, playing it until early in the morning. I continued to play it all day Monday. It was better than the camping. Oh well. Now it's Tuesday, and I'm stuck back at work. In a sea of cubicles. Sea-cubicles. Choking me out. Salty.
Le`sigh.
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