-KYLE-XY, Season I
Some of the most beautiful pieces for PIANO:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ASqTgJExCtw
Twenty-five years ago today:
June 10, 1985
Monday
I made it smoothly into work on Monday. I did not talk to Dale Orlando at all in the morning.
Dale and Ryan were sitting at a cafeteria table, so I joined them. They kind of had some personal things to talk about so I left. They proceeded to go outside. Dale and I did not exchange one word which is no loss on my part. His attitude and playfulness over other people’s lives irks me.
I telephoned Rachelle several times today. We continuously tell each other how much we love each other. I find this to be a very good sign for our relationship.
Dale wrote me a note: ‘Just so you know…I have not told Ryan anything against you or anyone else for that matter.’
The note leads me to believe that he probably did say something to Ryan against me. I decided to make up with him per Rachelle’s request.
And so…I invited Dale to go to lunch.
“Maybe you can help me find a birthday gift for my brother and a Father’s Day gift for my dad,” I said.
“Okay,” Dale said meekly.
We ended up at Wendy’s with Sue Fischer and Mary McTiernan.
“I have news,” Dale announced, “Dee and I are going to get a divorce.”
Dale has his indecisive troubles in life. I think he wants to lean towards the ugly, depressing, gay lifestyle. (To each his own.)
After work I locked my keys in my car but I managed to get them out thanks to Cindy Chow’s Tupperware spatula. I went home feeling hot and tired. I slept until 7PM when Danny Garcia called me.
I thought of that famous line, “Only your hairdresser knows for sure.”
Danny is at '833-0739' now in San Ramon. He is no longer living with Robert.
“I am living with Janice and someone else,” Danny said, “I am planning to stay here until the end of August when I finish my roller-skating triumphs.”
“That’s great!” I exclaimed.
“Yeah, it may be. I might possibly move down south after the roller-skating competitions.”
Danny’s a nice guy. I just hate to get involved in any way because I think he wants something from me that I cannot give.
I went to the gym to release all anxieties. Buddy was there. He’s a nice chap.
Rachelle said, “I’m not going to the gym because I need to study with Heidi.”
Her reasoning sounded trivial and I simply shrugged and went to work out alone. Susan, the aerobics instructor, was there. I watched her instruct a class. She really has a sexy body. She caught me looking at her. I caught her looking at me. (?)
While in the shower Buddy came by and said, “I was looking for you and then I saw you on the LifeCycle.”
“Yeah, I’m trying to make it here when I can.”
“It’s not easy sometimes.”
“No, it’s hard to work out when you’ve slacked off for three or four days in a row.”
“Yeah, you can say that again.”
It felt funny talking to him in the shower. I always get those ‘checking you out’ vibes. It bugs me. I like to take a quickie shower and then ‘scram’.
I left the gym and came home. I immediately called Rachelle. We had a nice talk while I was in bed. We had the usual ‘Always on My Mind’ conversation about my past homosexual experiences.
“I’m dying to read your past journals just to solve my curiosity,” Rachelle said.
I thought to myself, “I knew it—because I don’t detail my past relationships. It’s really not necessary to read my journals.”
I said, “Listen Rachelle, it’s you I love now. I want us to continue to grow in love.”
She moaned sweetly.
I was not sleepy, as the long sleep yesterday has fortified me, but I could not help experiencing that chill which comes over one at the coming of the dawn, which is like, in its way, the turn of the tide.
-Stieg Larsson
"The Girl Who Played With Fire"
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