Taking It Slow

"I'm not some waitress you bang in a snowstorm. Think of me as yourself...only with a vagina!"

-as heard in the 2009 film

"UP IN THE AIR"

based on the novel by Walter Kirn

Twenty-five years ago today

April 2, 1986
Wednesday

It was a so-so kind of day. I managed to talk to Donna Cambell-Walker of the Pacific Bell Graphics Department. She is going to set up an appointment with me and Darlene Gonzalez (who is from San Ramon). It should be interesting. I hope they appreciate me and my work. I am looking forward to meeting her.

I had a chocolate milkshake today. I had lunch with Margaret Lai (as usual).

Donna did not call me back to confirm an appointment, so I just may call her tomorrow. If I don't here from her tomorrow I will pay her a visit on Friday.

I went bicycling after work until 6:45PM. Then I made a visit to the gym. Rick was there (as usual). Mark Landreth and I worked out on our stomachs together (as usual). He's a nice chap. His friend, Jamie, is pretty nice, too (but NMT: Not My Type).

Mark and I are going to go and have a LOWENBRAU celebration one day after our workout soon. That sounds good to me.

I received a surprise shock. Rachelle Davies appeared at the gym tonight! We exchanged a few words but not too much. She had a NIKE shirt on that looked like it said MIKE.
Rachelle said, "I asked Phil to make sure you stayed here at the gym because I was coming to work out."
I thought silently, "Oh well…interesting statement as she apparently wanted to see me."

As I continued my work out with Mark I was telling him, "She's okay—but she's just too young."
Whatever…

I am going to go to Fairfield on Saturday for horseback riding! I will also work on some especially designed graphics for my growing art portfolio on Sunday (after a long-distance bike ride).

George Jones telephoned me.
"Oh Mike, I have to work on Thursday night—but sometime next week we can schedule a meeting over at Fat Fanny's."
"Oh…okay, that sounds good."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, what else is up?"
"Well I have exciting news," George revealed, "I'm flying to Hawaii on April 27th."
"Oh wow—that's great," I said without revealing my plans for Palm Springs on May 27th.
It's no big deal. Well, at second thought it is a big deal to me. My going to Palm Springs will give me that necessary time to relax, lie in the sun and enjoy a drink or two here and there.

Let me evaluate how many fellow coworkers have left the Business Office since January. There's Angela, Carl, Tim, Linda Park, Earl, and Gwen. The transfers are supposed to be limited to one a month, so I wonder who it will be for July (to be announced). I hope I get to go next.
Amy invited me to dinner at Karen's house on Friday night. Ed will be there. I think I will go. It sounds fun. I really like Amy but I am not too sure about getting committed to a relationship so very soon. Once we fuck that'll be 'it' (probably). So I'm taking it slow for now.

After my work out I stayed and talked to Jamie and Mark Landreth for a while. They're both such nice guys. They both graduated from high-school in 1979. Mark turned twenty-five a few days ago. We both look about the same age (I think).
Jamie said, "You and Mark are built sort-of the same—in size and frame."
I still think that Mark is more tone and muscular on his stomach and biceps. It makes me jealous. I'm working on it though.

I need to take a few minutes to write to Paloma. I am so bad.  Perhaps I will do that tomorrow night.

"I'm not going to compete with you. I'm better than you are at what I do. And you're better than I am at what you do."

-Stieg Larsson

"The Girl Who Kicked The Hornet's Nest"