Going to a movie with a chick. Have to get the tickets from Dad. We try to find a seat behind or at the side. Finally wwe find one that’s dirty and I clean it. She gets nervous about being seen and I try to convince her that it’s OK. The movie is like Lord of the Rings-big battles and swashbuckling. Before this we try to sit comfortably but she doesn’t want us to touch-she’s cuddly.
Give Judy D some of my poetry to read. It’s sad and she says the lines are too long.
My exciting life, this place