Choices

"You'll meet the best people later in life."
-Philosophical Statements
by Michael J Armijo

PHOTO: Rachelle Davies, Michael Armijo
GREAT AMERICA, Santa Clara
May 26, 1985 Flashback:  http://007gentleman.blogspot.com/2010/05/great-america.html

Twenty-five years ago today

February 17, 1986
Monday

I went over for breakfast at mom's house. I was able to get my income tax filing squared away today.
After breakfast I went to H&R Block and an amendment was issued by them for when they had figured my income tax in 1982. I had an IRA Contribution for two-thousand dollars that was never deducted. I should get about $1100 back from the Feds this year (along with eighty-seven dollars from the State of CA).

After the H&R Block visit I came home and dressed for the gym. I worked out from noon until two o'clock. Chad wasn't there either. I hadn't called him all day. I didn't really care to do so. I didn't have much to say.

After working out I went to my folk's house. Mom, Dad and I talked about selling the house on Solomon Lane (the one I am living-in) and buying a new one. I accompanied them to look at some new Heritage Home Models on Oleander Drive. I can't make the decision for them but I sure would like to move out of this townhouse into one of those newer models.

After browsing at the model homes I returned to my pad and tried to nap. I couldn't sleep.

Steph Redding telephoned me.
"You wouldn't believe the flooding problems we've had here, Michael!"
"Oh no…I know it was pouring rain all night long last night."

I cleared my dining table of all of its art supplies and dumped my garbage out.
PHOTO: Actor, Marc Singer
in BEASTMASTER
I JO'd while watching more of that BEASTMASTER movie. That 'Marc Singer' is something else. Then I showered and the phone rang.
It was Bonni Jayne calling. We didn't have a whole lot to say.
She ended by saying, "Give me a call some time."
I thought, "Yeah, sure. She's sweet—as a friend—but I have no interest right now."


I talked to mom about the TV movies that were going to be on tonight. We laughed together over the telephone. I realize how much I love my mom (so much). She's a true sweetheart in my book.


I still haven't spoken to Chad all day today—nor do I want to. Oh…who am I kidding? I want to see him and talk to him but I don't know how to start talking.


The last time I saw him was on Saturday night. And to think that was the night that Rachelle Davies telephoned as soon as I returned home from the movie. It's odd that she called at that time as I felt my relationship with Chad was history.


I heard a song today called "REUNITED" by Peaches and Herb. I hadn't heard that song in a long time.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rGQi9mz4upo
Rachelle and I may have lunch together this coming Wednesday. Who knows? Chad and I belong together in a way but there's a lack of communication. I only wish he'd call me. He's probably expecting me to call—but…I can wait…at least until…I can't anymore.


I watched a movie called "CHOICES". George C. Scott (ugh) was married to Jacqueline Bisset and George had a daughter (Melissa Gilbert) who got pregnant. Then his wife (Jacqueline) got pregnant and it was about the 'choices' they had to make. Melissa had an abortion while Jacqueline decided to keep her baby. During the movie (at about 10PM) Larry called.
"Hi Mike. By any chance is Chad there?"
"No, he's not here."
"Oh, okay, he's probably at his folk's house."
Wherever Chad may be he wasn't with me. Should I be suspicious? I don't think so--not just yet anyway. I went to sleep after watching "CHOICES".

He said, "Some women, look like that one, more trouble than they're worth. Not worth the price of admission, you could say..."
-John Katzenbach
"The Analyst"