Found myself coming to a sad realization during a surprise chill session w/ my lil sis Mar tonight.
Out of the past 5 some-odd years, I've only had 6 college friends visit me in San Marcos.
Not for a party, or a pitstop, or to pick me up to go someplace else.
To actually chill, hold a conversation, eat/drink, play games, have a hands on lesson of human anatomy, whatever.
Something that involves interaction of at least half an hour.
Yes, that total does include Sandee.

Some of you make it seem like San Marcos is a whole different world.
Sure the 760 area code reaches up as far as Barstow.
But it's not that far away from San Diego.
I'd gladly drive down to chill w/ you, how come the best you can drive up is halfway?
And why is it that the majority of my visitors come from up north?

Makes me wonder how different things would've been if I actually got another year of Spanish in during high school.
I'd be an Anteater from UCI.
A bored Anteater.
Than there's USC.
If finances permitted I could've been alumni by now.
Maybe even be farther along in my film/television career.

What if?
Fun question huh?