balzac

I'm going to the city. Perhaps attend some classes.

So I hear people may be coming to town for labor day.

I finally used a facial cleanser while staying at Clare's. This gross feeling of oil caking on top of my face started bothering me after the first week.

Maybe subletting would have been cheaper.

The one who doesn't talk ends up being the one that remembers what people say more than the people telling the story. Just because I'm not talking doesn't mean I'm not listening either, even if I seem apathetic about practically everything.

One more day in Mountain View. I get to live by myself again. HALLELUJAH!