-KYLE-XY, Season I
Twenty-five years ago today:
April 24, 1985
Wednesday
I’m here at the car pool parking lot, writing in my journal as certain drivers pass by and they look at me. I wonder (?). They’re definitely questionable the way they are looking. Now if only Dale and Tim would show up…
Tim and Dale finally arrived and Dale already had a plan for the day. He wanted me to go to the ECC on Third Street to call Paloma from there.
“I can’t, Dale! I have a meeting from eight thirty until ten-thirty with Dee Lyons about METRO 800 and Enhanced Custom Calling Training.”
That blew that idea.
When Dale came by my desk at 10:30AM I let him know that I had my break already. He ended up going on break with Ryan. By the way, Ryan moved to a new San Francisco apartment that I have not seen. Ryan wants to go to that San Leandro skating rink on a Tuesday night (gay night). I hate the vibes there and I don’t skate. The last person I’d want to see there is Bill Helbush.
Dale’s friends were supposed to have lunch with us but it was postponed until tomorrow. Dale and I ate at the Pac Bell 370 Third Street Building cafeteria. It was there that I attempted to call Paloma but there was no answer. Such is life. We went on our merry way back to our building. Sue and Mary were outside. I knew Dale had told them that I was having lunch with Steff on Friday. He had to tell them what I had shared with Steff last night, too:
Steff asked, “Michael, what does Paloma look like?”
“Well…she has a beautiful bodybuilder toned figure with auburn hair and green eyes,” I said.
“She must be very pretty.”
“Would I go out with any one less?”
When Dale learned of the discussion he said, “You are getting brave.”
“I guess I am, huh?”
“I’m sure that burned Steff.”
“It probably did—but she asked.”
I car pooled with Dale, Kelly and Tim back to my car near the Toll Plaza. I drove home to the tunes of DEPECHE MODE, singing “Blasphemous Rumors”.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-__VV94ziiQ
When I got home I was surprised to receive a short note and two checks totaling ninety-dollars from the Bay Are Sperm Bank. It must have been my ‘back pay’ for services rendered. I was happy to say the least. I filled up my car with gas and bought some juice after the gym workout. I feel like I have a little money now.
Dale’s wife’s water is leaking. She is having discharges. I predicted she’d have the baby on April 26th, although she may end up having it tonight. I wonder if it will be a little “Andrew Michael Joe”.
The gym was very crowded. I didn’t leave my house until 7PM because I needed a nap. I saw a number of familiar faces (and more questionables). Once again I simply did my workout, showered and left the scene.
When I was home I poured myself some juice and ate some chips while I watched a heartwarming 20/20 documentary on Ethiopia. The starvation that goes on there and all of the donations that some New York children donated for them for food really was wonderful.
Marty provided me with a message that Steff had called a couple of times. I returned her call but she did not have anything vital to talk about. Sometimes I wish she’d just give me some space and ‘leave me be’. She is nice enough and I’d love her to teach me to horseback ride.
Steff asked, “When and how are we meeting on Friday for the CHICAGO concert?”
“Wow,” I thought silently. And I thought it was so urgent for me to call you back. Give me a break lady! She’s all “into” me. I know it. I hate to break her heart but there’s a limit to what she’s going to have of me.
I mailed Paloma a letter today at least. After the morning drive to work I examined her pictures on the Santa Cruz railroad tracks that I had taken of her. I miss her.
I advised Mary McTiernan to listen to Greg Khin’s KHINTINUED album and listen to “Happy Man” and “Dedication”.
“I will,” Mary said.
It was the way she said “I will” that made me believe that she really may have eyes and feelings for me, too. Her wide hips are looking better, so who knows?
I shared this same line with both Dale and Steff yesterday:
“My journal knows me more than anybody…even myself because some things I tend to forget and a lot of my writings are documented with my innermost thoughts and feelings.”
This is my entry for today.
"Time is just numbers that people made up.
You can never really escape time."
"We need patterns. Time to be away. Time to rest."
-KYLE-XY, Season I
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