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June 30

    Today was a bad day! From beginning

till end everything seemed to go wrong.

I fooled around rather successfully

with the mimeograph machine but got

ink all over me. Then I started

hiking. From seventh avenue and 31st

Street I trudged to 4th avenue and 27th

and then up to 45th and Lexington and

back. My post office friend called and

all the metered mail for yesterday was

wrong – I hadn’t changed the

date from yesterday and the day before.

I dug a slab of brown wrapping

paper into the palm of my hand;

and the tape in the adding

machine went flukey and so on and

on.

   I came home tonight and whipped

into my p.j. s. No stuff – I really

am tired and this one time I’d be

willing to quit for a week or two.