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June 5th, 1971
I haven’t been up too long. I woke up about 8:00 AM and wrapped a sheet around me and washed my shirts– then went back to bed. I feel totally exhausted right now– and a little bit down. No, not particularly down, as blah.
I just can’t seem to get myself in gear. I have zero energy. The pressure of deadline day is depleting.
So, I’m going to try to get my shit together in a little while and walk to Georgetown and get John a birthday present. Today is his birthday and his friend Jim is having a surprise party for him tonight, Margie and I are going. In addition, Jean is having a big house-warming party tonight and I’m going to that. I can’t get it together though whether I want Margie or Peggy to go with me. Peggy is by far the most clever, charming, etc. I do need to get my head together on this.
Must go now– I’m going to smoke a little dope to help me and mayhaps eat something– then off to Georgetown.
(In the same old park in Georgetown)
Hot, hot, hot– wow! Today is a complete SUMMER DAY.
I just had a flashy encounter with baseball. You know, booze slurs and turns everything into something it’s not. Grass turns you on and makes everything as nice as you at your best.
Now, must trek on.