Back from twentynine palms, and I have to say with all my heart... fuck that place. Miserable is the only word I can use to really describe it. It's hot, it's the area where most of meth is made in america, and there's nothing to do there except maybe hang out at the local home depot. I can't make this shit up. Oh well, I'm back now in SoCal soaking in the sun here. Yes I know... "There's plenty of sun out there too". But the sun out here is near water and girls in bikini's.
shyshy:
welcome back!