I had to write those words down when I heard them. It was a wonderful, unexpected find for the day. It is always good to be reminded of the true joys in life. Don't you agree?
I saw the film 'The Reader' tonight. I was pleasantly surprised as it seemed to cover all the bases with a few new twists and revisions. I read the book first and I knew most of the intricate details. Now I am on a rampage to read books before I see the film versions. I am hoping to read 'Revolutionary Road' before I see the film version now. After screening 'The Reader' tonight I came up with this idea to revisit some of my old words from years gone by in my very own private journals. Some of it may seem like gibberish, but it might make more sense over time as I continue to share some of the old thoughts. I hope to learn from the flashbacks.
Twenty-five years ago today:
December 15, 1983
The atmosphere at work is so very lax. There is no pressure at all. I am having so much fun working with Salima Nasardeen and Barbara Reynolds.
I walked with Beth Neroda and Salima Nasardeen to the BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit) station. Salima was giving us the 'inside story' on Ida's employee observations of the new Pac Tel Business Office Service Representatives. She spoke of the temporary new Administrator from Walnut Creek. They were typical, funny stories in the world of the telecommunications biz.
I arrived home and prepared myself for Bancheros, a Mexican restaurant that was chosen by co-workers. I met a lot of the Residence Telecommunications Order Center representatives there. It was just an 'okay' sort of time. We laughed. I learned that I like Louis Martini wine (at least that night I did).
After dinner I went to the Stargaze club in Fremont, CA. I asked one girl to dance and she said, "Later". I said later to her in my own mind. I ended up spending the evening with Suzanne Kowalski from Fairfield, CA. She attends Cal State University, Hayward. We danced a lot. I worked off my ravioli. It was fun.
Suzanne now has my personal telephone number. She may call me because she says she might be moving to Berkeley. By the time I arrived back home it was one o'clock in the morning. I crashed.
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