Denny is 17 years old today. I must ring her before Friday. Go to school in the afternoon - no one is around - nip down to Rawdon Library then go home. Don't see June today - too dreadful.
Watch television all evening. Collect a few economics books together and go to bed at a reasonable hour.
Oh what a completely uneventful and miserable day it was.
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Saturday September 14, 1985
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