Got to a new town. Haven’t seen this many surivors since Phoenix. Still, I used my last few bullets getting into town, so I’ve gotta try to stay out of trouble for a bit until I can get a job.

The nights are getting kind of chilly. I might start doing some freelance work collecting firewood, maybe even get back into the fortune-telling I was doing back on the base. The economy in this place seems to be healthy. Relatively speaking.

My notebook’s getting thin, I’m going to have to make shorter entries until I can find another one.