Jeffrey is afraid I'm going to escape. If I was going to escape, I wouldn't go to New York. I don't have any family there or know anybody. And then who would clean his house? Maybe it's his way of telling he's worried. I don't think he can find another person to work with him. They'd last one week maybe, but no more. Sorry Jeffrey, you're stuck with me.
I thought when Jeffrey invited me to the hotel that I could do whatever I like. I opened up the fridge and I tried the snacks and the water. I didn't know he would have to pay for it. In the room there was a book which you can use to call a person and order food too. I ordered breakfast, I ordered lunch, I ordered dinner, I had desserts. It was so nice because I didn't having to cook the food or clean up the dishes. Did he pay for that too?
It felt good to go shopping and get new clothes. I went to the roof of Rockefeller Plaza and took pictures of the view. It was so beautiful. I went in the train underground, and now I know my way around the city. I went to Little Italy and had a coffee to relax. I walked to China Town and did some shopping and bought a suitcase. I started thinking thinking this was my time to escape, but no, I went back to Jeffrey. He needed me.
When he was telling me about being a nanny when I'm 70, I thought he was crazy. Jeffrey has been talking about baby for a long time. I can be a nanny, but when you have a baby you need more energy. I hope I can take care of him and the baby. He needs to hurry though because by then, I may be in a mental hospital.
This was the best birthday ever. Sometimes I have a celebration, but not like this one. Going to New York, flying first-class, having dinner, shopping, room service...sometimes he's crazy, but I love Jeffrey Lewis. He's a nice man.