I had bought or was going to buy a new house and I was telling DQ about it - or possibly he was going to live there too and we were organising to move in. He'd been away somewhere, I think to the US, and when he turned up on my doorstep I realised I couldn't remember having fed his cats and felt really bad about it, but the cats seemed okay. I opened a tin of "gourmet" cat food and was annoyed to find I'd paid $5.80 for a quantity slightly greater than an egg yolk. One of the cats ate it and I didn't have anything for the other cat.

DQ was busy with something so I went to look at the new house again. There was a small wooden deck in the back yard and underneath this was a cubbyhouse and storage space, but it hadn't been attended to in years and was full of junk like old carpet and had a lot of sturdy weeds growing there. DQ had said it was unsafe but I decided I was going to ask him to help me clean it out anyway.

On one side of the house was a carport and courtyard and I noticed a couple of doors that I realised I hadn't checked out before, but I couldn't get to them for some reason. Instead I went inside and into the den/rec room, which had fake wood panelling and dark brown carpet. There was a black table with a few things on it like they were on display. I was annoyed the previous owner had left things for me to sort out and went to see what the stuff was. There were a couple of magazines in a stand - both TV Week or similar, and I noticed they were dated 1981. I thought they might be worth preserving since they were in good condition apart from a light layer of dust. The rest of the items were soft porn posters or pages torn out of magazines. I tossed them on the floor. One of the posters turned into a hard plastic street directory map, but when I picked it up it turned back into a picture of a naked woman.

Went to see what DQ was doing and found him in the kitchen eating a sandwich. He had guessed I'd bought something (other than the house) which I didn't want him to know about and ran down the hallway into my room (my old room at T St) and picked one of the hangers out of my wardrobe. "Is this it?" he asked, obviously thinking it was, but it was a shirt and waistcoat I've had since high school. Then he went out to buy chicken and I put on the thing I'd bought - a cross between a swimsuit and something made of towelling, then couldn't find a mirror. DQ came back suddenly and caught me still wearing this thing. I think he laughed at me.