Random Scrap:
By the time the spring arrived I met Alvin, a PhD student living just down the hill, and I was fine again. But I knew I wanted to leave and I would find myself driving down to Los Angeles more and more often. I would continue picking up craigslist people but once I took Ryan, a student from the national security class, with me. He was visiting his girlfriend. We had good time talking about politics and his experiences of war in Iraq. We stopped to get some gas off the Freeway 5 and got a portion of the Famous Star and fries and fries. I liked Alvin because he sort of put up with me and I could tell him whatever was on my mind. I talked about the theories I learned in the political economy class, drew charts on the board and then we would continue conversation in his room. The relationship was in a sense of an abusive character most of that was, deservingly so, probably coming from me. He was there for me when I needed him and it was working for me just fine. But we laughed a lot and shared many fun memories together.