Nellie moved today, and José asked me if he could store two suitcases in my place till tomorrow. Guess he’s not moving with her. I should steal the clothes in the suitcases. He stole from me.

I spoke to Mary today and asked her if she wanted to go down to Salem tomorrow with me and Nervioso. She can’t which is too bad, cuz I really don’t feel like putting up with him all day.

I ran out of cigarettes and to hell if I’ll spend any money on anymore. I know I can quit and for fuck’s sake quit I will. It makes me feel miserable and burns my needed money. I know I have what it takes to quit without that fucking gum.

I’m at the Laundromat washing the big yellow bedspread I got from the Harley Hotel.

Ma sent me some beautiful pictures with a nice little letter. I wasn’t surprised by her closing statement. “Stay well and out of trouble.”