Intuitive and Perceptive

Like any two people who had been intimately connected in the past, there was bound to be awkwardness at first.
"As one by one we give up, we get freer and freer of pain," he said.
--Shyam Selvadurai
"Cinnamon Gardens", a novel

Twenty-five years ago today:

September 1, 1985
Sunday

Nici Maurino finally called me back. She could not go to the WHAM concert because she had made previous plans to have dinner with her grandmother. Oh well.

I telephoned Mike Miller but that was a dumb move. I should have known he’d be at church. Then I called Stephanie Bautista, my boss.
Stephanie said, “I’ll buy that extra ticket from you for my son.”
So, that was good news. We arranged for her to meet us at a Shell Oil gas station on High Street to pick up the ticket.

I continued with my packing for France. My great mom helped me out with the packing. I completed all of the packing for the vacation getaway.

I went to Robert’s house in Alameda. Dale was there. Robert has a new lover named Dennis.   Dennis was there also.  Apparently, Dennis was married and has two kids.   I learned that Robert was married once and has one kid.  Wild.  They were both really into each other (touchy touchy).  Dale was interrogating Dennis about his married life for his own personal information.   Dale still has serious intentions of divorcing his wife, Dee. Whatever.

I escaped the scene and went back to my place. I really didn’t like the vibes at Robert’s house. I know Robert and Dennis both had seductive looking eyes when they looked my way. They’re both NMT and I am just “yuckie” at even pondering the idea. Karen Melton is all that’s on my mind at this point.

The final touches to my packing were complete. Mom came over and pressed a few shirts and pants for me. I am too lucky to have Virg. (My mom). I’m only sorry I’ll miss her birthday on September 6th. Well, at least Paloma and I can toast to her 50th Birthday. My Uncle Richard Lucero (mom’s brother) and his wife, Pat, will also be in Paris, so I may be toasting mom’s Birthday with them.

Rachelle came over at 4PM and I hugged her. Everything seemed a bit awkward but we both handled it fine. I detected her hidden feelings. I just let it ride. We started to watch the flick “A Little Sex” when Dale Orlando decided to stop by. The three of us ended up leaving my place to get a few beers. We returned to my place and I smoked a joint with them! I literally got high from it! I couldn’t believe it. I figured I was on vacation so ‘what the hell’. It was fun. I also tried a Quaalude (thanks to Dale). I was in later land. Rachelle and Dale were freaked out and still kind of mellow. I think my body’s more sensitive to drugs since I never take them. While I was with them I didn’t sense any real reaction.

Rachelle showed me some coke that she had. I bet she and Dale shared it. I learned from Dale that Dee didn’t like Rachelle. I think Dee is intuitive and perceptive; whereby, I don’t blame her for not liking Rachelle.

Well, we went on our merry way to the WHAM concert. I was surprised to see Kevin (George Jones’ friend from Sunnyvale). We merely exchanged hellos.   We definitively caught one another’s eye.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9zPOT8Z3UlM

Dale and Rachelle seemed to find me pretty funny with all that I’d been saying. I made remarks like: “Coca Cola Classic Coke’s Marketing Strategy and Colossal Hot Dog comings, etc.” The concert was okay. I actually met a gal named Laurie from Los Altos who is twenty-five years old. I gave her my business card. Whether she will call is beyond me. I even went down to the green lawn area with her for a while.

Dale is a 'snot' when he is with Rachelle. When we returned to my place they both wanted to get high again. I didn’t. I ended up going along for a Domino’s pizza and then I did get a little high with them. Rachelle left at midnight. I gave her a six-pack of Lowenbrau beer.

The next day Dale said, “Rachelle told me she was going to spend the night with Curt.”
I hesitated. Then I said, “That’s her problem.”
I know now that I can never recapture whatever it was that we had together (nor do I want to). She’ll be sorry in the end, realizing the good that she’s lost.

Dale and I crashed after Rachelle left. I slept like a baby.

Many spotted minds bathe in holy streams and lead a double-life.
--The Tirukkurai, v. 278
as read in "Cinnamon Gardens", by Shyam Selvadurai