After 18 months of living in China, I called it quits.  Packed my bags and came to LA.  If you had to ask me why I had to go I would have to tell you, "Because I had to."  Any longer and it would have been too long if you know what I mean.  Too easy to get addicted to the life over there.  Not that I have any disrespect to those who choose to stay longer, but I got a life back here in America.  Well, almost.  Still need a job.

And thats exactly where I'm at right now.  Job hunting.  I'm living with a buddy of mine from back East, my luggage is half-open and spilling out and wedged in the corner and I've been sleeping on the floor.  Don't think of this as any Down and Out in London situation, I got a few bucks.  Have enough to eat.  Have enough to drink.