Another great day, slightly shorter, but still great. I woke up at three thirty, had breakfast, showered, and got dressed. Mom came home, we grabbed a snack and walk to the yacht club, it was race night. It was rediculously calm, but still as great as ever. After the race we went to Brennan's for pizza and beer and listened to Scott Parsons. Now I'm ready to crash again. We'll see what happens tomorrow, Mom has the day off, so it could be a different story.