Monday, November 1, 1982

Red faced

An illicit dope huddle in Barry’s crowded room last night and I made a comment to Shelley that her face looked red which elicited a harsh “piss-off!” Bitterly regretted this and didn’t feel in too good a mood the rest of the night.

I slept in this morning and missed another Tutorial, this time for American Civilization.

I got a long 15-side letter from Dad which I really enjoyed reading.

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