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Wednesday, 4 April 2012

A Twin-Sized Bed

Posted on 04:00 by Unknown
We are so locked into the belief that our lives have some sort of purpose we have to fulfill.
-Tony Parsons
AS IT IS

Twenty-five years ago today:

April 4, 1987
Saturday

I awoke at 8AM and rode my bike from 8:30AM until 10:30AM. I ventured over via the Oakland Airport Terminal. It’s a ride I had never done before. It was fun.

After the ride I stopped at mom’s house. I urged mom to make hash browned potatoes and scrambled eggs. We had a nice breakfast together.

While at mom’s house I watched the Tom Cruise film TOP GUN for the first time. It wasn’t so great. I went to my place to sleep. I realized my weekends are made to rest. Isn’t this right? And so, I rested.

I returned to mom’s house and spent more time with her.

I dropped by Eileen’s later, too. She received the yellow roses I sent her. Mom also received the Birds of Paradise bouquet I ordered for her.

Eileen and I lounged around together and then her girlfriend, Katrina, stopped by with her boyfriend, Patrick. They lounged with us and we took a pair of photographs in the white PORSCHE. Katrina soon departed with Pat and it was just Eileen and I again. Then some sixteen year old guy named Mike Johnson crank called Eileen.
Eileen said, “He’s my crank caller. He always calls.”
It was funny because the crank caller, Mike, started talking to me and went on and on about Pac Bell Cosmos, computer linkage and ‘what not’. What a weirdo!

Then Eileen’s other friend, Alan, called too. He seemed rather nice.
Eileen said, “Oh, he’s just a neighbor. He goes to the College of San Mateo.”
I had a short talk with him.  He seemed pretty nice.

I rustled in the bed sheets with Eileen but it was quite awkward in a twin-sized bed. We tried to sleep a bit and I kept tossing and turning.  I slipped off my underwear without her realizing the fact; however, I was behaving like a good boy.  Why?  I didn’t think she wanted me to.  Or frankly, I didn’t feel like the moment was right.

“Having your hair brushed is gloriously sensual isn’t it?”
“I can think of more sensual things.”
-2009 On-Broadway Show
A LITTLE NIGHT MUSIC
Starring Catherine Zeta-Jones, Angela Lansbury

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