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On a scale from one to awesome, I would say this past weekend was super great. I realize I have been going home quite often, but there are reasons for it and I see them as being legit. I watched my brother fly in an aerobatics competition and take first place over far more experienced pilots. Damn, this kid has come far, I only wish someday I accomplish as much as he has. Being out in the sun drained me and I really didn't have any energy to go out, so Taylor and I just chilled and watched Huy's drifting videos. Yes baby cakes, I will return those to you eventually. I chilled with Spadola a little, played some pool, and shot the shit. Joey is a cool cat, and next year will be bomb with all the kids from C-Town. I missed Anthony's birthday, but wished him a happy birthday before I left, and I hope he had a good one. So last night I return back to Tucson and me, huy, anthony, taylor, and adam (taylor's bro) go out and get some dinner. Really, there is nothing extreme that I can fabricate or exagerate to make this journal entry any better, so peace.