"CZ has no memory"
"No, no, go not to Lethe..."
The travel diary of a wannabe-Feynman who can only really be described as kind of a dipshit. Forever a Snorlax, she somehow stumbled on the opportunity to study in the grand halls of Berkeley, and is now hoping that some kind of internet blog would legitimise this experience and dissipate the disbelief that some poor pink-nail-polished admin lady actually let this fucker in. :D