Helping other people stumble home is just about the hardest, most tiring activity - begging them not to fall asleep on the side walk, begging them to get home, and begging cops not to arrest.

I cannot wait to come home friday. A weekend of leisure awaits me before I have to come back to Santa Cruz and do everything all over again.

This was suppose to be more in depth on all the trillion little things that have changed and/or have happened in Santa Cruz but maybe next time.