Friday, October 28, 1977

I eat good lunches at school. This may sound weird since everyone knows the school lunches are shit. But I carry my lunch so that I may eat like a king. For instance, today while the other poor students ate the usual greasy fries and so-called salad, I ate a succulent meat sandwich with rye bread and Cheetos baked to a delicate crunch. And instead of drinking luke warm milk, I refresh myself with orange or grape drink.