A Chatter-Box

"Perfection is not just about control. It's about letting go."
-actor, Vincent Cassell
BLACK SWAN,
2010 motion-picture

Twenty-five years ago today

February 23, 1986
Sunday

All in all I did have a pretty good time last night.

This morning I awoke at nine-thirty but I felt I needed to sleep even longer. I tried to do just that. Then I went for breakfast at mom and dad’s house from ten-thirty until eleven-thirty. I was back at my pad by noon and Stephanie Redding telephoned. She’s such a chatter-box. She really does call a lot. I truly appreciate her friendship at times. She gives good advice. She really does. She means well.

PHOTO: Mom and Ashley, 1986

I was going to go biking to the beach when mom called.
“Ashley is here.”
And so, I went back to mom’s house and presented Ashley with ‘Rupert the Clown’ to play with. Dad was teasing Ashley about worms and potato bugs in the backyard. He was trying to make her NOT fear them but it worked the other way around (I think).

Helen, Tony and Lauren came over as well. Helen and I went to Alpha-Beta together to buy seven boxes of LUVS diapers for FREE with her special coupons. Helen made the chicken at mom’s house and we all ate together. It was very good. I ate and ran.

I watched the movie, FAME, and read a bit. Then I started to watch a movie called CROSSINGS but I couldn’t get into the storyline. I went to bed.

I am dreaming of my next vacation. I must have that talk with Chad as to whether or not he’ll be moving-in or not. I ought to look for another roommate. Mark Landreth or maybe the new guy I met at THE STUD, Doug Racic…or whoever.

I invented an invisible friend named Mister Ravioli. My psychiatrist says I don't need him anymore.
-Mary and Max
2009 Australian film