My Dear,

L. sure has caused a lot of problems.  The party is sinking to the bottom pits of hell.  We have $80.00 in alcohol and nowhere to drink it! Which is kind of funny because what will happen I don’t know.  If I find nowhere to go I will sneak as much as I can back to school, give some to D. and S., and if C. wants some great.  Then S. and I can drink on Sunday.  If we do have the party I still will try to sneak some back to school and S.  $40.00 is a big deal but I won’t cry about it.  How come after I write to you I always feel better?