June 13th 2273-
Well, look at what I dug up. One of those Pip-boy things, and still working too! Lucky for me, not so lucky for the guy, who's arm i had to cut this thing off of. Let's hope it's better for me than for the last guy. Well, since these things aren't at a premium, and it would be a waste to just leave it here to rot, I'm gonna take it with me, write up my will, some of my adventures maybe a daily journal, on this little computer. No time to start like the present. So far today, it's been pretty quiet, no Muties like usual, not even any of those BoS [censored]s (nothing against them, they can be pretty helpful sometimes, but god forbid you talk to one of those "knights" like a "commoner"). That said, I can feel my luck running out already, i've been in the city to long as is, need to start making my way back before nightfall, if i'm not out by then, this little gadget might get another owner real fast.
June 17th, 2273-
So much for this being daily, any way, today was pretty eventful, decided I should head north, D.C. is a hell hole, a battle field, and an irradiated crater all rolled into one. Heard some nice thing about New York. something about people living in side a big green lady? Sounds worth seeing before I die. In my trek to the north, I, always the idiot, got damn near ripped to shreds by a Deathclaw, how the hell can some thing so [censored] huge, be so quiet? Thank god for those BoS Outcasts. Their shiny power armor and bright lasers lured the son of a [censored] away from me. Better them than me, i guess... poor bastards. I need to find a way around, might go a east a little ways, see what the coast has to offer.
End for now. more soon (maybe)