Follow Your Dreams

"Kids love athletes because they follow their dreams."
-George Clooney
"Up In The Air"

Twenty-five years ago today

February 3, 1986
Monday

I telephoned the Pac Bell Placement Bureau and referred Bonni Jayne-Ludovicy for a Service Representative position. I also got an ‘okay’ from Chad who is also interested in a Pac Bell job now that he knows that the company will pay for one-hundred percent of his college tuition once he’s worked for six months. This reminds me of my intentions of going back to school. I might look at UC Berkeley to see about getting my Teaching Credentials. That’s something I’d enjoy and like to have on the back burner. A Masters Degree wouldn’t hurt either. I’m undecided. I really think I’d like to teach. The three months of summer off during each calendar year is nothing to frown about.

I went to the gym after a quick nap. I was released from work at 3PM today. The dentist fixed me up rather quickly. I, of course, had to write the dentist a check for one-hundred and seventy-six dollars.

I was surprised to see MaryAnn Munoz from Alameda High school days at the gym tonight. Mark Landreth and Buddy were there too. I spoke to a couple of new faces. The names escape me.

I telephoned Chad once I was home from the gym. He wants me to refer him to the Pac Bell Placement Center.
“I will,” I said, hoping that things will work out for him.
It’s like I was telling Chad’s roommate, Larry: “I need more money.”
Larry replied, “Doesn’t everybody.”

I exist somewhere in your past. You ruined my life. You may not know how, or why, or even when, but you did. Brought disaster and sadness to my every second. You ruined my life. And now I fully intend to ruin yours.
-John Katzenbach
"The Anyalyst"