big X letter from his girl friend. Wednesday he just stayed in bed until 2:00pm. Wouldn’t talk to anyone. Covers pulled up over his head. After everyone left he came out of his shell and we took a train for the concert. In the mean time I had fixed the leak in the bathroom sink and he had done the ritualistic of burning all of the old photos and love letters she had sent.
He’s really up tight (along with the rest of the gang). Chase—because of his girl and he doesn’t want to be a missionary: Bowman because of Monique, money problems, going home, transferring to a pit-y apartment two weeks before he goes home and being companions to Elder Reno’s; Norby because he’s transferring to Lille, a pit-y apartment, no more Russells (the American family who took care of us…the dad died in a car accident while in Italy) or all the luxuries of Bruxelles—and me. I’m up tight because the ZAPS are going, thus no wheels except trains which means $1.25 each time we go to Bruxelles because Chase is uptight and doesn’t want to work, has problems because we’re not teaching, progressing nor baptizing. So there! Elder DeCoursey is getting married I heard.
Susi wrote again. LuAnn hasn’t written —Bite—if she’s going to kiss me off just like that let me know by a letter so I know where I stand. Gail wrote a nice letter. I wrote right back. That about wraps up the daily bull session (Keoglor, Warnes, and Pratt and Wooley are a real scream) especially Keoglor.
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