Showing posts with label blackout. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blackout. Show all posts

JUNE 8

1939 (13th) 12:00 Went to a shower for Jeanne Perry tonight. – I wanted to ask Betty about her version of my “engagement” – Saw Dick Potter down-town. –

1940 – I was so tired last night that I didn’t go to sleep until early this morning. – I’ve been in a painful state of coma all day. Realizing that I should get to work – yet doing absolutely nothing about it. – Leonard + the List of “Prix” winners helped!

1941 Sun – " called + “talked” for a while this aft. – sounded swell – going to write (he better!) Gee, I wish he would come down w/ Cole + we could go to R. Morgan tomorrow! Saw Peg + Marguerite, Nessa + Mayone – (who is pregnant – too long – no click –

1942 Darling, I’m confused… I work so hard at pretending to be “myself” when I’m with you. Why do we have to act at all – You’re growing up

1943 TUES Oh God! Moving in a blackout… (lasted for an hour + a half!) – I finally gave up + took a bath… Very depressing. We have an acute closet situation.

MAY 11

1939 10:30 snokkered into my 8:00 at 8:15 this morning! Hugo still wants another oration out of me for next year (Kentucky?) But I didn't go to the meeting tonight - stayed home to iron curtains and now - Cymbaline (Ray called)
1940 3:00 Blah... I had a pretty mediocre evening - J.S. - Spence isn't a very thrilling date - even if he is S. class president... Clara hit about right when she said he had about as much S.A. as a cold potato. maybe it was because I felt awful and also because I was thinking about Bill... He called - I was very mean -
1941 12:00 - Well, kid, we're back to the innocuous mediocrity of it all again. - Finally got started on final test... Blah... We all had dinner down town - very nice (gee, I'm hungry, now) - Mother looked so pretty. Hope Wilmer can go to Chicago once more. 
1942 3:00 Darling, this was marvelous... Golly, I actually got to go to the dance, after all! Just being with Leonard reassures me terrifically! Maybe he's losing some of that undue respect for me. I hope so.
1943 TUES Was over to Lois's during the blackout. Smoked cigarettes, talked, drank milk, ate cake in the inter-rim. She's a honey. Wore my slacks over; ate dinner with Mickey. It was a wet, grey day. Why doesn't it SHINE?