"Sweetie"

She only had one style, which we called TERMINATOR MODE. She would try to nail her opponent, and it didn't matter if it was just a warm-up or friendly sparring.
-Stieg Larsson
"The Girl Who Played With Fire"

Twenty-five years ago today:

May 19, 1985
Sunday

I woke up this morning by way of Rachelle’s phone call at 8:15AM. She had just been talking on the phone with her Walnut Creek friend named Jim. Rachelle has a new nickname for me. She keeps calling me “Sweetie”.

I went to mom’s house for Sunday breakfast which included coffee and Winchell’s donuts. Every breakfast can’t be a ‘winner’—after all. I waited with mom for Sherri and Ashley to arrive, and then we all went to the Alameda Flea Market. It was such a nice day. We bumped into Elisa B Brown, her daughter, Stephanie and Elisa’s mom. I purchased some white socks and a cool 8 x 10 photo of Natalie Wood that intrigued me.

I took a nap at mom’s house. When I woke up I decided to give Rachelle a phone call. I called a couple of times but she was not at home.

I returned to my pad later and felt sort of guilty since I did not bike ride all day.

I am now wondering about the status of my jury duty. I have not heard a thing.

I persuaded Rachelle into driving over to my place tonight. We watched a movie called DEADLY INTENTIONS while lying on the couch. It was fun sharing the couch and romancing on it. Things are still kind of “iffy” because she is not on birth control yet and we have no protection.
“How is Rodney?” she asked with a luscious smile.

"Could there be some sort of Freudian symbolism in your choice of smiles?"
-Stieg Larsson
"The Girl Who Played With Fire"