I went back to San Francisco for the weekend — couldn’t take being in Los Angeles anymore. Jill (one of the roommates) finished moving out and is on her way back to Michigan, and her replacement is apparently a guy, so the Three’s Company life has come to an end. Beyond that there’s not much to report — the journal may not be particularly interesting again until I’m back in South Georgia 186 days from now.
"My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean. Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops?" — David Mitchell