I'm driving back to California today. I should've left Sunday, but I got talked into doing this crappy silt fence job that "had to get done this week." So it rained all day yesterday and the mud was up over my boots, but it's done now. I'm tired as fuck though, but I don't have time for that, got to go. I'll be there for just a week and a half or so, but still. Flying back wasn't the same, though it was still great to be there. This drive is always an experience, I love it. The prairie, the mountains, the desert... My patience for this place is running out, but only 2 more months once I get back and then I'm back to the Bay again. So yeah, good times await.