This is my second day in California and so far, uneventful WOULD be my word of choice to describe it but that would be an insult to the word. I have been so stir crazy and bored I've been wondering if I made the mistake of century. This is NOT my idea of fun. I could/would just drive somewhere and get some supplies but my truck's front left wheel is weird. I'd rather not drive it around unless it's to a mechanic or something. I'm here alone, my cousin is with his girlfriend and I have no idea as to what I can do. Yesterday he was gone all day until about 5pm and I went with him back to his girlfriend's to meet her. Later on he dropped me back off at the apartment and has been gone/with her ever since. I have no idea if and when he's coming back today or tomorrow. It would be a little different if we were in the new 2 bed room apartment because I'd have a little space of my own but no one knows when one will be available. Could be a week from now (and trust me a week will be torturous enough) or two months from now. I thought I knew the true meaning of misery while working at at my old job.