I considered buying banana warmers (large plastic bananas with a slit in it to place real bananas; a microwaving tool) at Sam’s.

Students kept coming over to my apartment. They’d wake me up and ask me to transfer classes.

Mom, Dad, and I went to the “Science Museum.” It was three floors, but Mom and I tricked Dad into skipping the second floor. An annoying twelve-year-old girl (possibly Kari F.) kept getting in the way. We were carrying large pieces of cardboard and she would somehow wedge herself between the cardboard and us. I really wanted to tell her that “you’ll never be anything to anybody. but you can change.” Afterwards, Dad said he preferred Exploration Place’s dental exhibits.