Last check-in from abroad

I logged on to clear out some things which are a pain to handle by LG. Said LG actually froze up recently and due to the heat outside I couldn't reboot it the only way that works when no button whatsoever will respond: opening the battery case. Once I walked all the way back up 94th from Central Park to Westend, reaching my air conditioned hotel room, it easily popped open. I still had to walk back to the urban oasis to meet people who couldn't be messaged with a frozen LG.

I would say this place has been lysergic. I'm either up or down. For some reason, the levels of rudeness I initially expected which have taken this long to appear aren't bothering me much; now if someone tries to attack me I can truly say I've been here. Fortunately it's just words and crap so far.

I had an experiment with foundation. All I've wanted to do is hide really bad razor burn but I ended up resembling Lt. Commander Data. So, today I'm ditching the makeup, and incidentally the scheduled shave. I guess I'll bring sandpaper face to Salvation.

The streets may not have made me feel brand new, but they might still have inspired me.