Chapter 3

I was in my crumby room having some relaxing time with my hunting hat on with the point to the back, I like it like that. It makes me look good. I love wearing my hat when I'm relaxing or on my own, I really do. It helps me concentrate on my reading, I'm reading "Out of Africa" now it was an accident that I chose that one but it seems to be ok.
Half way through my reading that goddam sonuvabitch Ackley came in, he started telling me about how many people he hates I couldn't take much notice I couldn't help glaring at his lousy teeth. I think that he is similar to me in his personalty, maybe that is why I can't stand him. I made something up to get rid of him, I'm a terrific liar aren't I?