Monday, November 16, 1981


The happy optimism of last night replaced today by predictable paranoia and disillusionment and a return of all the old feelings. Mr. Elson and Laura asked me what I did over the weekend. I told them about the stripper and they were amused, Elson in particular. As Lee and I talked to Mr. Giles about helping with the scenery for Twelfth Night, Elson was laughing as he walked past and said to Giles, “Ask him where he went on Saturday.”

No comments:

Google Analytics Alternative