That awful journal gets hold of my imagination and tinges everything with something of its own color.
-Bram Stoker
"Dracula"
Twenty-five years ago today:
May 20, 1985
Monday
It was my first day to be in-charge of the car pool. The car included me, Sherri and Anna. It all went smoothly.
Today seemed to be an okay kind of day. Dale and I took a walk to Market Street where we ran into Sherri eating her lunch and reading her book. We surprised her with a ‘hello’ and a bit of chatter until we headed back to the office at around 12:50PM.
After my work day I headed for the gym. Rachelle honked her horn when she saw me drive into the parking lot, so I parked adjacent to her car. She was wearing a sexy white skirt and a red top that I helped select for her. She wore her wild, white high-heel pumps, too. We went inside the gym to change for our workouts. We worked out. We had to depart our separate ways afterward.
Once home I watched the end of that movie called DEADLY INTENTIONS (or at least I tried to). I fell asleep during the last episode.
I woke up when Dale telephoned. I promised to return his call. I never did call him back. He started with a story regarding Ryan Hargrave going out to dinner with his ex (Ron Shelly). Dale opened his big mouth to Joe.
“If I were in your shoes I would never let Ryan go out with Ron,” Dale had told Joe (Ryan’s current boyfriend).
It was no surprise that Ryan was pissed-off. Dale got himself in trouble.
It’s like junior high school all over again, only the names, faces and dates have changed.
Men and women are so different in manifestations of nervous strength or weakness!
-Bram Stoker
"Dracula"
torsdag 20 maj 2010
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