Tuesday

I gave Ally a note on the Love Board. It said “I think you’re awesome and hot.” I do. We work together tomorrow. I haven’t seen her since I told her about the note. I figured out my type. Friends are always asking me what type of woman I’m attracted to and I could never come up with an answer. Well, after seven years in the Bay Area I finally figured it out. I am attracted to big boned Midwestern types. Didn’t realize until I came back that I missed seeing them.

I am almost afraid to face Ally tomorrow. I signed my name to the note. There’s three of me on the crew, so it’s not like signing my name told her exactly who I am. And she may know a few more. My name is kind of popular. Nothing I can do about it now.

I’ve been having a blast. Decatur likes me, though I’m not sure why. Raccoons or something outside the door of my tent. I’m on high alert! Course, how would a raccoon know where the door of my tent was?

There’s a dance happening. I’m not going. Today I worked a day shift. With the Festies here there is something strangely comforting about seeing throngs of women walking and camping in areas that were nearly empty a few days before. All the work we workers put in…to see it come to such successful fruition!