Saturday, March 3, 2012
March 19, 1969 (Letter from Barb)
I'm sending you a great color candid of you -- you can have it. (Who else would want it?!) I was ordering pictures from Christmas for Mardi and Joan and this one turned up so here you are. T he two black and white ones are Renee's. I found them in the mess on my desk. I don't know how long they've been there.
So, if you write to her you can send them. OK? OK!
How are things going? I'm just sitting here like a big dud -- where am I? I klunked out on Suzie's bed after dinner and woke up at 10:30 -- cool move when I have about 6 hours of bullshit to do and I'll have to cut this short and get my ass moving. I'm calling Mardi tonight (after 1:00, my time) and if she's not there I'll break her neck. Get this -- last week I called her -- 75 cents -- and she wasn't there, she called me -- 75 cents -- I wasn't here. This went on about four times. Meanwhile we're wasting a small fortune. It's not because I'm running around, that's for sure. I was over getting a coke -- my big fling.
So I'd better go now -- I'm making a sign for your wall. It'll be a surprise whenever you get it. Expresses my sentiments exactly? So be good -- I am! (Dam it, shit, screw, f___ it!)
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