It has been a few weeks since I have had the time to sit down and write. In fact the last time I wrote anything I was on my way to Las Vegas 3 weeks ago. The Vegas trip was amazing, we drove out on the Saturday morning and hit the ground running, within an hour of being there I had already sat down at a Roulette table, little did I know that 6 hours later I would still be at the same table playing with the same money I started with. The end result was that I left the Mirage Casino up 100 dollars after starting with 100 at the same table, not bad if I do say so myself. While we were in Las Vegas we met up with a friend of mine from Paris, Flavian. He was in the City of Sin for a poker tournament, which went pretty well for him and his partners. The last time I saw him was back in January when I went to Paris for a night, my friend Carole introduced me to Flavian and his girlfriend Laura, who were some of the most interesting people I met in my entire 2 years in Europe.
The following weekend I moved into my apartment here in Bankers Hill. I started to buy some furniture and make the place feel a little like home, but truth is I'm still thousands of dollars away from that goal. So far I have just a few of the essentials in my apartment, I will be making future trips to IKEA to get alot of the other things I need.
Then last weekend I went with John Guiney up to Los Angeles and that was an amazing weekend. We rolled into Huntington Beach first in Orange County, and strolled around the boardwalk there before picking up John's friend Derek. We then went into one of LA's outlying neighborhoods, Manhatten Beach and thats where the real shit show began.
Despite all of the good times I am having here in San Diego, there is still something missing, and I think I know what it is. No matter what I do something just doesn't feel right, and it is the fact that I'm not where I want to be. I know I never should have left Europe, because I was happy there and I had everything I wanted. Now that I am back here I know that I didn't fight hard enough for what i really wanted, because if I did I would still be there today. Sometimes I think of just buying a one-way ticket and going right back, and eventually I know I will. I just don't have a good plan together yet. For the time being I have to make what I have here in California work for me, and keep what I really want in the back of my mind everyday.  ¶ 8:45 PM