Third trip home in a month period... it might not sound all that exciting going back to the valley, especially with the overwhelming amount of time behind the wheel, but its been necessary. Being homeless in San Diego is coming to an end and time in the house on Blacks will soon be gone. Work, although not entirely work, has started for the first time recently. If the two glimpses into high rise buildings are at all windows to possible future paths then most stereotypes are fulfilled unfortunately. Improvement is all that can really occur because Microsoft Excel and packing boxes is like pulling teeth. Fortunately, visits to home and SF and have been popular and will likely continue that way with the occasional Sacramento or SB stop. Interesting new neighborhoods (Valencia) and places to eat that will hopefully be returned to for the people there are a good group. The friends are the same as usual except for the one who has to give a bit of time to the government from a cell (RR). The girlfriend is around and well but 10 hours away unfortunately. Over dinner mom mentioned she liked this one which is odd because mom never really gives that kind of info out for free. Could go a while so well see how good mom is on theis one. The family is in tough times especially when the head of the house takes the heaviest part of it. Uncle P and DMV are kept in thoughts. Cancer better only hit one for the time being. More than that would be too much for anyone. Father's day is tomorrow, and a card still needs to be purchased. Hopefully a game of golf can be squeezed in before the 7 hour drive back to SD. All in all, home is comforting and its a bummer that no more will be spent doing nothing here with Gateswah, Jefe F, woozle, and Hassen. Maybe after college.
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