Mar. 2, Monday

After school went down to Dean's Records and got a record, "26 Miles Across the Sea" by the Four Preps.

Stacked some lockers today with Danny and Phil Comstock. It was pretty funny.

Asked Stella to go to the show Saturday. She's going. We'll see who makes out, by God!

Mar. 3, Tuesday

Went to the Science Fair at the high school tonight. Stella was there with her science project. God, was it dumb. She had these dolls laying around that were supposed to show the correct postures for sleep. I told her she could demonstrate it for me some time. Ha!

Danny had some rotten tomatoes hidden in the alley and we threw some at some houses.

I'm hoping Bob Ballard can get me that Black Beauty switchblade from True Magazine. I'm giving him $6.00. Danny says he's trustworthy. Or he would give me the address if I want it. I could tell them to send me the info in a plain brown wrapper. I'd tell them I was 19 and going into the army and need a good serviceable switchblade.

Mar. 4, Wednesday

Stayed home from school today. I just didn't feel like going. I went down late last night and got some bread and cheese and mayonnaise and put it outside my window on the roof. It's cold enough. This morning I told Mom I didn't feel good and wasn't hungry. Then I had a feast of cheese sandwiches!

I'm laying around writing in my journal.

I remember last summer at the pool when I was taking Junior Lifesaving. One day I didn't have a partner so the teacher assigned me to Georgia Meeks. The lesson was this: The rescuer was supposed to approach the victim under water, grab him by the knees and turn him around. Then the rescuer runs his hands up the victim's sides so as to not lose contact with him, and when he gets up to the victim's neck he takes him in a cross-chest carry. Well, you can imagine what that was like with Meeks!!! I went up underwater and grabbed her by her neat legs, ran my hands up those smooth thighs and curving hips and waist, feeling them right through the tight bathing suit. Then I went into the cross-CHEST carry. Wow! My hand and arm feeling her tits. God, they were soft and neat. What a girl! Well, so much for my sex life.