-Hermann Hesse
THE GLASS BEAD GAME
The Beginnings – Part 37: EVERY BREATH YOU TAKE
June 6, 1983
I made an attempt to call John Alioto, my friend that I met in Mexico who happens to live in San Rafael now. Mom left me a message that he had called me in Alameda yesterday. He was not at home this morning when I returned his call.
I decided to phone Michael Miller. He was not home either. He is in school, facing finals and such. I left messages for both John Alioto and Michael Miller to call me. The only question is whether I will be here in my apartment when they call back.
I made myself breakfast and burn four pieces of toast. I need to strengthen my cooking skills. I guess ‘making toast’ is a good place to start.
I am now ready for another bicycle ride. I decided to ride over to Alameda. I took a nap at mom and dad’s house. When I woke up I watched THE EDGE OF NIGHT with mom and my brother, John. After the show I headed back home to San Leandro on my new wheels.
I took my car for a wash which cost me $3.95. I also had my hair cut by a girl named Paige at a place called PROPER CUTS in Hayward. After my hair cut I cruised over to Bay Fair Shopping Center for some Pina Colada yogurt with almond chip toppings. After the soothing dessert I went upstairs to talk to some blond chick who works at a photography studio. I may ask her out one day. I wonder why I didn’t ask for her name. I’ll have to find out soon enough.
PHOTO: Frank Vasconcellos
I smiled and said, “Hi.”
In a quick span of time I learned that his name is Frank and that he had walked to the video store.
When he mentioned that he lived in Hayward I asked, “Would you like a ride home?”
He accepted and gave me his telephone number when I dropped him off. He lives with his mom and seems like he could be a good friend. I intend on calling him tomorrow after my appointment with BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit) for my bike permit. Such is life. Time will tell.
June 7, 1983
I think I was quite exhausted from my bike ride yesterday because I slept-in until 11AM. I ate some WHEATIES cereal and darted off (on my bike) all the way to Lake Merritt to get my bike permit for the BART train. It was a great ride. For once I really felt like a cycling pro. I was definitely ranking in the 12-speeds on the way back to San Leandro.
Once I arrived back to my apartment I telephoned mom and filled her in on the great ride and the BART bike permit.
At 2:30PM I telephoned Frank Vasconcellos and we had a long conversation. It was a really good talk. He likes to talk up a storm. I like him. I do think he’s overly infatuated with me. It could be just because I’m ‘new’ to his life. It was funny meeting him at that Video place.
The only thing I hate is when Frank frequently says, “Oh God!”
It sounds so effeminate. I expect to meet with him tomorrow. It should prove to be a nice outing. I hope so.
Nice Maurino called and we now have a tentative date for a movie this coming Friday night.
Nici exclaimed, “You know…I called you last Saturday.”
“Oh, I was probably at my mom and dad’s house,” I said, realizing that was when I was actually with Suzy.
Barbara Reynolds also called to find out if I got my BART bike permit. I told her how simple the process was for me. She was sweet to remember to remind me about the permit. Barbara also said she had tried to call me last Saturday. How sweet it is to know that both Nici and Barbara were calling for me.
I also explained, “Well, you know…I’ve been riding my new bicycle a lot!”
This evening my cousin, Sandy, and I will be going on an adventure on our bicycles. I can’t wait.
Oh yes, Suzy phoned me. I could tell that she has more time for my company now that her boyfriend, Don, is not thrilled about her new religious moods. Don seems to want to break it off.
My cousin, Sandy, was totally worn out after our bike excursion to Lake Chabot and Castro Valley. She clearly doesn’t have the stamina and training that I do. She will appreciate it when she feels the soreness of her ass tomorrow. Ha-ha.
Frank called me again last night. He seems very much ‘in like’ of me. I enjoy his conversation, too. I just hope he knows that there is no real future in our relationship (except maybe an everlasting friendship). I guess there is a possibility for a future together. He is a very nice guy with an innocent personality. I really like talking to him.
I went to bed early (9PM) with QUAKE radio tunes. I was thinking of Frank. He promised me that he would listen to QUAKE radio, so I know he was listening to the same song: EVERY BREATH YOU TAKE by The Police.
“Everything will be ALL RIGHT in the end…and if it’s NOT all right, trust me; it’s not yet the end!”
-Judi Dench
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