A Charming Chum

"From now on we don't copy, we examine, we probe."-Hugh Dancy
"Confessions of a Shopaholic", 2009 Film

Twenty-five years ago today

December 9, 1985
Monday

Steph Redding won $1000 in the Lottery. She's coming to San Francisco on Wednesday to meet me for lunch.

There was a big bash this morning, getting everyone at the office all riled up about selling in order to make a 10,000 sales point day. I did my usual contact handling. If I sell…I sell.

Margaret invited me to a stockholder's luncheon at the Meridien Hotel tomorrow.
"Sure, I'll go," I said, smiling.
It's an hour and a half luncheon. It sounds good to me.

Then Emmaleane from Pac Tel Info Systems asked, "Why don't you come by our store because we're having an Open House between five and seven tomorrow night?"
"I'll try and be there!"

Then there's the San Francisco Tour and Dinner on Wednesday. And then there's our Company Cruise on Saturday! It's just one party thing after another—or so it seems.

I went to the gym right after work, arriving at 6:30PM. I left at 8PM, feeling like I had a fair work out.

When I arrived home Stephanie Redding telephoned. She's such a lonely woman. She calls me so much. She is an enlightening spirit, so I love her as my friend.

I didn't telephone Chad. I did think about the both of us. I miss him. I wrapped his birthday gift. I clipped magazine pictures and other clip art from other sources. He should love it. He'll probably love the wrap-job more than the gift.

I refrained from calling Chad for I know he is cramming on finals. He'll do well.

I hate it when I feel an argument coming on when Chad is being disagreeable or vice versa. I shouldn't let it bug me. I'm learning to speak out over whatever issue comes up that affects us. He is a charming chum. I like it when he says, "I think of you." If he becomes my roommate I'll really enjoy that. I am beginning to be able to actually fall asleep with him while he's around. We both had no trouble with our Sunday Afternoon nap yesterday. Sleeping comes natural when one is truly exhausted.

"It takes experience to be careful."
-"Shall We Kiss",
2007 French Film