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December 5

     Beth and I sleepily awoke in

our ballooned and befeasted room,

feeling festively in a morning-after-

the-night-before mood. Gradually

we stirred and began washing

glasses and plates and

emptying gingerale bottles.

We eventually trekked to the

cafeteria for a "steak" dinner,

talking to George who came down

for the day to be with Midge.

     This afternoon we beat

our brains out over Statistics

some more and then on the

spur of the moment, Punchy and

I went on blind dates with

two sailors (friends of a former

KΔ president) – my date was

decidedly aesthetic if not overly

feminine, but the roast beef

dinner and dancing at the Lodge was

good. So gold diggerish!