Meh of July

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Woke up at 2am, completely unable to get back to sleep. Looked around for my phone, but no dice. Julian was on the couch, and moved into my bed around 5. I still couldn't sleep, so I played video games on the couch until I finally managed to doze off. Unfortunately, we missed the 4th of July brunch at my friend's place. It was only a 2 hour affair, from 9:30-11:30. My phone finally pinged on again - it was in the neighbor's yard, and smashed up pretty bad. I'd been hoping to wait until the new batch of phones came out, so I could get one for cheaper, but that doesn't happen until the end of the month. Bought a lower model than my current phone, because it was a hundred dollar difference, at least between that and anything else available.

Fortunately, while my phone screen is fucked, the phone itself is still working, which will make things easier when the new one arrives. Also, my text message backup program is still sending incoming texts to my gmail, so while I can't reply to text, I can see when I get them. Tim texted, asking if he could come over to make roasted tofu for Tootie's get-together, so I had Julian respond to him.

Tim was worried about Julian being Drunk Julian, I told him I'd take care of it if it happens, or we could go to the other event we were invited for. He sort of hedged around both, but finally settled on the former. I'm not a big 4th of July person, so it's not a big deal for me to stay sober/play DD. I had Julian text Tim when we arrived, but it was Pupple who came and got us, scratching and whining at the gate at the sound of my voice. Pupple is amazing. The party was much less populated than previous years, but everyone had a good time. Pupple and Aka (Tootie's last remaining dog) both freaked out about the fireworks, but between me and Tim, we kept him relatively calm. At one point, he dug himself a nest.

Once the traffic died down, I took Julian back to my place, where I saw Mousey sleeping in his food dish. Wish I'd gotten a pic. Julian and I stayed up way too late drinking and listening to Fergie, but I finally set an alarm on the computer and put us to bed a little after midnight. Just before we did, Julian asked me to pay his rent. I told him no a couple times, then said we'd see, but fortunately didn't agree to anything, despite being drunk.