30 October 2003
Thursday

I got up quite early and was finally able to visit upon Dr. Butterworth. He cleaned up, suprising to see from a prof I could always depend on to be shaggy genteel. Then we saw a movie "Good Morning, Mr. Hitler." Munich 1939 in 16mm color. Scary how real it all was, and also to my minds eye how rediculous the Nazis looked in retrospect. But chillingly, it was all real, weak Heil Hitlers and all. Slept through my mysticism class. Don't think I missed much. Esther was at choir today despite the pneumonia. I realized something more about life and the nature of love today. Oh well. In good news tomorrow is Halloween, Dad has sent me enough money to get by for a while, and I think I shall hit an antique shop tomorrow to see what I can get for pittance at the last day. I'm naughty like that.