A Kind of Lonely Day

"I love making,  I love doing.  I love being to the full, I love everything which is not sitting and watching and copying and dead at heart."
— John Fowles
"The Collector", a novel

Twenty-five years ago today:

November 14, 1985
Thursday

I forgot my wallet today but that’s okay. I need to call the bitch at FACCO International for debiting $110.00 on my VISA Card. Why do these things happen to me?

I enjoyed a ‘health food sandwich’ at lunchtime and sat over on Market Street, thinking of ‘CMG’. The remarks made by him last night made me feel good.
Chad had said, “I’ll be at the gym tonight.”
However, there was no sign of him while I was there (from 7:10PM – 8:35PM). Finally, I went home. I made myself a lean cuisine dinner and went to bed.

I was wondering if Chad had received the other card I sent him. He didn’t call. Then again he is going to school. He has reading and shitty homework to deal with. I can understand all of that.

I had to chop onions as soon as I arrived home today. It made me cry.

My toilet is making a recurring water-running noise. I can’t take it anymore!

At least it was payday. The lady at the Credit Union telephoned and it looks like my $7000 loan is going to go through with flying colors. How exciting!

Today was a kind of lonely day. In a way I find these days to be good ‘self-actualization’ and ‘study oneself’ days. I’d say it was a fairly productive day.

My work out was pretty good. I’m glad it’s going to be Friday again. I invited Chad over to watch ‘The Collector’, the 1965 film based on John Fowles 1963 classic novel. I also invited him to go cycling on Saturday. I hope he hasn’t forgotten. He seemed anxious over the idea as if he had no other plans.

 
I’d have to say that Chad is my number one prime choice right now. He’s fun to be with and he makes me smile. I like his smile. I received his piano-shaped phone per my order on Monday from ‘The Price of His Toys’ in Beverly Hills already. I am debating as to whether I should give it to him on December 16th (his birthday) or just plain NOW. Yes, maybe I will gift it now and set-up a dinner for his Birthday. That would be fun.

Here I am going on and on. I may need to yank on the brakes here. Yes, I’m going to reduce my speed of 65 MPH to 30 MPH over our situation. It’ll be hard. He’s the type that can easily get me to 85 MPH +++.


"Candy within reach...and then I have to go on a diet."
-Stieg Larsson
"The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo"