Christ, it's Jane's birthday tomorrow. Me and Eck Eckhard were trying to figure out at football practice what I should get her. It was so damn hot some of the guys threw up. Some of them got milkshakes between morning and afternoon practice and just had to go off in the bushes and toss their cookies.

After practice me and Eck went over and asked Mrs. Carber (Jane went to the fair with some girls) what she wanted. A scrapbook. I got it. I got some extra pages because it looked pretty skinny, if you ask me. I made her a neat card. Man, I'm really gone. All the fuckin' way. Gone. Over Jane. Jane Amanda Carber. Yeah!