Another great weekend, although I could stand to settle a bit. Crazy nights & lazy days are fun, but a little more balance would be nice... The homeless census wed. night was the best yet. It feels really good when several of the people that work at the shelter recognize me from the past two years. I guess I never thought that it was that difficult to get people to come back several years in a row; of course, most people's schedules aren't as flexible as mine. It just feels good to know that you're helping out and that you truly are appreciated, climbing around under interstate overpasses w/ a formerly homeless guide is always fun as well. My group ended up getting the largest census area so we got back last, I was the only one that stuck around for breakfast so I got to talk to Father Patrick for a while since we were the only ones left. You meet such good souls when you volunteer for certain things...especially the opportunities that get less publicity, everyone...
randomness in the dirty