Today Frankie Mills invited me over to his house after school. He's kind of a strange kid and we've never really been friends, but we've been classmates for like forever, so I went. They had this weird turquoise carpet in every room, and the whole place smelled like boiled corn pudding. I looked at his collection of matchbook covers and we played a little Zombie Road 1.5, and then I went home. It was pretty awkward the whole time. I hope he doesn't ask me again.

Today Mickey Wolfe came over after school and I showed him my pet puppy, Smokey. He said that was a dumb name and said I should've named it Mrs. Snuggles, but what does he know? He named his pet goldfish Whiskers, and that's just ridiculous.