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 It was a long, mostly boring, hot day today.  It's the weekend, so the campground is full, and unfortunately across the driveway is parked a group of 4 RVs filled with The Loudest People On Earth.  They cannot have a conversation, they must shout.

We had cinnamon rolls for breakfast - a feast! - and Spaghetti slept.

Taking a lil break from fighting the world.

It was a hot day, and rose over 90 in the tent even with the little AC going full bore.

I heard back from a potential landlord, and we'll check out that house tomorrow, thanks to assistance from Rundes and her son again.  

I overheat easily, so I slept too much, waking frequently to Aaron spraying me with his misting fan.  Apparently I looked too hot.  As it finally cooled off, I went out and made potato wedges for Aaron over the fire, and canned chicken in gravy for Joey, mixed with canned corn and poured over mashed potatoes. The cats came out to enjoy the evening air on their sun porch.

And about then the jerks across the drive sprayed their entire camp with something chemical so heavily we could no longer see their campsite at all.

Spaghetti started retching, so we got the cats inside and zipped up all of our windows.  The jerks let their fume cloud dissipate, then spent the next three hours blasting music so loudly we couldn't hear each other speaking in our tent.

Including the worst version of In Your Eyes I've ever heard.

It's fairly quiet now, at last.  They're still yelling drunkenly to each other, but at least the music stopped.  We'll get all tucked in soon.