"A Modern-Day Drifter's Got Nothing But Time on His Hands..."

After supper to-night we made ice cream sundaes together and read silly stories and I made everybody laugh and I think that was a good day.

I did most of the things I wanted to do, even if I didn't do many of the things I should have done. I like being in my room. My blanket is always cool and my Chinese lanterns glow and my candle stays lit in the window, and I have my drawing board and graph paper for pointless projects, and my sticker corner for silly pretty things, and my bookshelf that comes into pieces--it's very comfortable. Sometimes I stay in my room all day.

Yesterday was Ascension Day. The Amish and the Mennonites celebrated; we should have gone Maying, but we didn't, but we did do what we did well, so I think Horace would approve. I did miss Judy at the library, though.

I need a partner for the cakewalk. I am thinking of asking one of the boys at the library, but I can't decide between Austin and the Extremely Kind of Gay Boy. I really like Austin, but I don't want to embarrass him or lead him on; whereas Extremely Kind of Gay Boy will probably just think it is hilarious and might very well agree. Unfortunately I am a little concerned because he swears a lot and I am not sure whether it would be okay to ask him to curb it for the Amish.

I need more exposure to boys, in that it would be nice to have a casual friend to whom I could say: I need a partner. Will you be my partner? without any kind of romantic subtext or awkwardness because we don't really know each other. Austin has been hanging around the library desk for two years now, and it's taken me almost that long to remember his name from week to week.

(Extremely Kind of Gay Boy brought me and Mary-Jane weeping cherry blossoms last week. And he seems very sweet. I am not entirely sure I dare.)