Hardly Perfect

"We can have in life but one great experience at best, and the secret of life is to reproduce that experience as often as possible."
-Oscar Wilde
"The Picture of Dorian Gray"

Twenty-five years ago today:

July 2, 1986
Wednesday

This morning ‘at work’ was pretty stressful but I got over it. Margaret Lai could not even hold out her patience; whereby, I had to take a walk around the block all by myself during my first break. Margaret and I did get-together for lunch at B&M Chinese though. She is working overtime every day! I am not in the mood with this crazy weather.

I ended up going to mom’s house for dinner. I rode my bike from 6:45PM until 8PM. Mom came over to my place and watched “OXFORD BLUES” for a change of scenery. She helped me pack a few things for my road trip.

I telephoned Sue Croce and we talked for a long while. She surprised me in many ways. We discussed Steve Green and she got me to open up about my so-called fling with him.
Sue said, “It’s okay Michael. I’m open to it. It doesn’t bother me.”
“It doesn’t?”
“No.”
I was amazed that a girl would accept that fact that I had an affair with another guy. It made me feel better. It was like I had found this sweet girl who understood me. Sue tried to persuade me not to go to Los Angeles this weekend. Did she want me to spend the weekend with her?
“No, I feel like I’m up for the long drive.”
At first she thought I was going with Steve, Ric, George and company. I straightened her out and explained that I was not going to be with them. I also told her about my plans to take a trip to New York City in August. She listened. I needed a listener.  Of course I didn't spill the beans about Ron.

Mom left the house and I went to bed. I was happy that I did go bike riding today. I was recalling that Johnny Schaefer had given me a ring. He’s okay. We may become good friends yet. I was still laughing about his comment about my COD (Chest of Death).
I had said, “You mean when someone sees my chest they’re supposed to die in envy.”
“Yeah, sort of,” Johnny said with a straight face.
He’s so funny and complimentary. I’m thankful for that…but I am hardly perfect.

"The only way to keep a secret is to choose one person to tell."
-"His Secret Life"
Italian motion-picture