January 3, 1965
Bob thinks my project is a mess. So do I. It falls down easily and looks as if I haven’t worked hard on it - which I have! Tomorrow we go ack to school. I hope it snows so we have two days off like we did last year.
M went home today. I don’t know what to think about her. She drinks, smokes, and hangs around with a lot of bums, but I really don’t care. I guess it’s 1/2 because I feel sorry for he and 1/2 because I wish that I could drink, smoke, and hang around with bums.
January 3, 2023
So true. I was a very good girl, thanks to the fear of everything instilled by my upbringing. Needless to say, when I left home for college, I pursued everything except hangin out with bums. The trick was not thinking of them as “bums”.
Note: Apologies for skipping a day; I had other writing tasks. But today you get a twofer, because I will catch up. And starting on January 6, you get a bonus track everyday. In addition to the 1965 entry, I will also post my comment from 2006. Grab a beverage and spend some time with Jo at 15, 56 and 73. Should be alternately amusing, boring, and terrifying.