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The Homefront.

Well, it sure is good to be back. My first day at home I was treated to an afternoon with my sister Elizabeth, my cousin Virginia, my Aunt Elaine, and my Grandma Sloan. It was good to sort through my garbage up at Dad's office and chit-chat with everyone. Afterwards we all went out to eat and my sister Melissa changed the sign on the front of the resturant which read "Chicken Cass role" (don't ask me why they mis-spelled it so badly) to read "Chicken Ass Hole." Upon seeing it my mother and grandmother made her change it back.

Good times indeed.

So it looks like my weeks in Four Oaks before I head out to Caswell will be loner weeks. I'll be on my own at the house for the most part but that should allow for plenty of quiet reflection and wall staring. I'm looking forward to it. If I should stumble upon a subtle truth of life during a trance-like period, I'll be sure to share it with everyone here.

What a rip off. Hamsters aren't EVEN made with ham!