Grad Week and Hot Chico

I've been home for almost two weeks and I have quickly realized two things: Chico is hotter then San Francisco and Chico's population doubles during grad week.
When I say Chico is hotter, its like saying it's hotter inside a George Foreman grill than it is at the peak of Mt. Everest. I do exaggerate...a little. I drove home a couple weeks ago (in my A/C-less car) wearing nothing more then a pair of basketball shorts and a water-soaked t-shirt wrapped around my head like a turban. I think I have adjusted a little too well to the mild bay area weather. I am trying to cope.
The whole first week I was back, every time i went anywhere, there was traffic, nowhere to park, and people everywhere. Graduates and their followers saturating the town's hotspots. I was relegated to the "secret" places in Chico where no outsiders can be found...like I'd tell you where they are!

T-minus 35 days till I ship out

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bloggerific

Whats up people,
Because of my good friend Kimmy, I finally learned what the heck a blog is. I will be using it to primarily keep people up to date on my travels, and other crazy stuff. I hope to keep it as un-boring as possible, although it may take me some time to get all situated. If you want, join...or follow, or do whatever you do to get updates on this thing (again, i dont know how it works) give me a break, i mean damn!! Invite other people if you think they care.

Take care people!!

Danimal