May 5th 1993
Have not written in a long time. Karl is moving in! I am happy but wonder if its really a good idea. I was just starting to feel ok on my own. We have been hanging out every day anyway. I either go to the City and stay there which is good because I can walk down the hill to work and sleep until 5:30.
More money to spend because now I will have help with rent. I do get sick of everyone having to mention the age difference, last Friday we were at Gatsbys (Cappy buying pizza) and Karl met me there and Cottrell screams out to everyone, "jesus christ RUSTY, what is he??? 12???