It didn't rain so much today. I walked Jiali and went to the Indian buffet. Ahna was there; I wanted to thank her for finding Her purse the other day. But I didn't; I got lost in her eyes. She wasn't wearing glasses today and her eyes are like dark brown bottomless pools I could drown myself in. I got confused and signed the wrong receipt because I was so distracted by her beautiful smile. I wish I was young again.

The girl scouts cornered me at Walgreen's and I bought a box of Trefoils, the only kind I like. I decided I didn't need them, as I already have a box from the little girl a few doors down. I dropped them off at Lingzhi's shop so that she and Kevin and Loren [Lowan?] could enjoy them. Lingzhi got to talking and kept me there for too long. Another pair of hopelessly beautiful eyes. Dalian must be filled with exquisite women because I think that Xing is from there also. I need to work on my Putonghua and go there. Alone.