Huffy and Puffy

"Who can realize every dream? For some an illusion, even for a little while, is enough."
-Bette Bao Lord
"Spring Moon"

Twenty-five years ago today

May 13, 1986
Tuesday

I woke up in the middle of the night with Steve pointing out my ‘sexual frustrations’ because of the way I unconsciously moved. I was thinking he was being humorous; and then I began to wonder if what he was saying was actually true. I slept soundly after I jerked-off (while he was in a dream state).

Jane Webster arrived at my house at around 7:20AM. We headed for the Walnut Creek technician station. We had an 8AM appointment there where we gave our “turfing” speech. Jane and I then went to Main Street in Walnut Creek where we ate breakfast. I got so wired from the strong coffee. We returned to The City by 11AM or so.

Margaret and I ate at The Pizza Boat. Cedric has been talking to me less since our last talk on Saturday. It is fine with me.

After work I went bicycling since I was able to leave the office at 4:30PM. I went to the gym as well. As I was leaving the gym I saw Mark Landreth just entering.
I almost wanted to say, “I know you detest my feelings for you!”
I refrained from doing so and he is still nice and friendly to me, so I’ll leave well enough alone.

 

I made myself a salami and cheese sandwich when I arrived home. I swallowed down two cans of Diet 7-UP, too. I decided to turn in for the night when Steve Green called me.


We argued some more about the holes in his underwear. How can a man wear underwear with holes in them?
I also shouted, “And you know it’s a bad idea to have one or two beers every night!”
I accused him of wrongdoings with his holey underwear and excess beer drinking.  He got all huffy and puffy.  We ended our phone call in NOT the best of usual terms.

All living things contain a level of 'madness'.  Something within their territory has 'frightened' them.
-Yann Martel
"The Life of Pi"