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onsdag 8 juni 2011

Ellie-Mae

Posted on 07:35 by Unknown
His life abounded with new starts, erotic escapades, friendships, aspirations and dissatisfactions.
-Stendhal
“The Red and the Black”

Twenty-five years ago today:

June 8, 1986
Sunday

Oh, it’s 2AM and I have about three messages from Ron Leoni, discussing arguments he’d had with Peter (the guy he works for and his so-called friend). And so, I telephoned Ron at 2:20AM based on the urgency in his voice. We had an “okay” talk.
“Peter just has such a rambunctious attitude and he has such a feel for power.”
I agreed with how annoying that could be in a person.

I went for breakfast at mom’s house once I woke up on this Sunday morning. I asked how my brother Tony did in his entering of a second-chance drawing for the California Lottery.  I’m not sure yet.

PHOTO: Tony, with lottery tickets, and Ellie-Mae June 1986

I went bicycling and I ran into Erik Fairfax, Suzy Miller’s friend from her old apartment building.  He rode his bike over to my place. He’s into aerobics and he said he knows David Vigil (the flamboyantly gay, avid aerobics, running chap who works in my office).  Based on this fact I wondered if he might be gay.  I didn't utter a word, he didn't make a move.  He liked my place and left.   I'm fishing for a roommate but he's probably not a good choice.


I spent some time at mom’s house with Ashley, Sherri, Tony, Helen and Ellie-Mae (Lauren Michael).  I randomly thought of a Lauren nickname (Ellie-Mae) on this day.


I continued with some biking for a little longer until I decided it was time for a nap.


I received a phone call from Ron Leoni who shared a new fiasco incident.  It was some nonsense that Ron described where Peter pulled the blame on Ron about some glass-breaking incident.  Ron seems nervous about it.  Once we finished our conversation he became a bit more calm, cool and collected.
“I won’t let it get to me,” Ron insisted.


I ate dinner at mom’s house and then returned to my pad with intention of a good night’s sleep. Ron telephoned again at about nine-thirty.  I got up for a while and turned-in again.  I did get a lot of sleep this weekend.  I think the extra sleep was a good thing.

"Every day of my life I expect more out of myself."

-GLEE,
Episode I, Season I
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