May 1, 1964, Friday. Bitchen, Bitchen Night!!!

Got home and Mom said we were leaving for the Mountains in the morning. I said I wouldn’t go. We got in a big fight and I left to go to the party. When we got there Dave had been drinking a long time. I was sorta mad… We were making-out in the bedroom and I told him I was mad because he was drunk and I left the room. I wouldn’t dance with him. But, after a while he sobered up by dancing. Then Marilyn came and he danced with her. It burned me up real bad! He tried to make up to me but I was cold. Then Lew started talking about how Howard made a fool out of me and how gullible I was… It hurt my feelings so bad I ran to the car crying. Dave came out because he thought I was mad at him. I told him I was mad at Lew, but he thought I was jealous of Marilyn. We went to the store, came back, and found that everyone was mad and wanted to leave. Dave drove my car to the handout and we made up.

Poor Dave, having to live up to my expectations for a boyfriend.  He just wanted to let loose on a Friday night and not have to deal with an uptight perfectionist B.  I can see a pattern here,

If a guy doesn’t worship me, please me and spoil me….HE’S OUT….  But once he’s out, I’m left crying alone in my room listening to sad records.  

Roy Orbison – In Dreams

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