Church was... I don't really know. I was dosing throughout most of the thing. We went to Pizza Ranch for my youngest brother's birthday. Yesterday he turned four years old. Hah. He's been harping on it for the last few weeks—since at least December, as I recall. That's where he wanted to go. Pizza Ranch.
A few of my siblings and I had to leave early for our CyberPatriot round. It took six hours, but WHOO! We got a better score than I expected! It was pretty challenging, and I didn't think we had a chance of moving on. We'll see, though. Maybe we'll be able to continue.
I finally talked with my brother about taking the position. He seemed to understand. Gave a bunch of advice about what I should do. I'm still doubtful about taking the position. But hey—I don't think I'm going to college this fall. So at least there's that.
For some reason, I feel better about the future. I think it's because of the way he talks. It's this calm, you-don't-have-to-but-it'd-be-helpful thing. I don't know, maybe I'm just a bleeding heart.
--Reeths
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