Easy Street

If only all weekends could feel so satisfying! I had a houseguest. I ate at Cafe Gratitude. Twice. I am so full of raw foods right now it's not even funny. I got a fancy essential oil massage at International Orange on Fillmore Street, where they actually place a bowl of fresh flowers underneath the little hole where your face peeks through the massage table. I watched All About Eve and crocheted. Can I stay unemployed and living on my last few hundred dollars forever?

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