-Steig Larsson
"The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo"
Twenty-five years ago today:
April 15, 1985
Monday
Tax Day! And my first day back to work with my new whiskers n’ all…
I told Dale that I had shaved (fooled him). It’ll be fun hearing the reactions at work today about my in-the-process growth of my facial hair. Steff and Tabitha liked it.
Steff said, “You should continue to let it grow.”
I believe Steff referred to it as “Farushka”.
At 6:30AM Dale telephoned.
“Do you need a carpool ride because Tim has the day off?”
“Sure, that’ll save $3.75 out of my day,” I laughed, “I’m all for it.”
It’s fun to watch the California Highway Patrol snag some of those people that actually go through the car pool lane (as they make attempts to switch lanes). It’s a fifty-five dollar fine. That reminds me that I still have my bitch of a sixty-four dollar ticket to pay off. What a drag.
I plan to slyly call Paloma in France this morning. I am curious to hear her story.
Dale made me laugh last night, making comments about my tough life-going predicament.
“Michael, who else has a girlfriend in France wanting to marry him, a twenty-six year old woman with a child in Napa County after you, a Jesus lookalike in Los Angeles who is hung-up on you, and me as your matchmaker who is trying to connect you with my pal, Peter?”
I laughed. “That does sound complicated, doesn’t it?”
Dale was good in making me aware of the financial constraints involved by my marrying Paloma. I was pretty much aware of it—yet, I do love her (and I miss her). So, I will make the final decision. I would like to spend the rest of my life sharing with her and having children with her, too. So…
Dale helped me out today. We had a secret and conniving plan to telephone Paloma from the office via the PREMIERE Calling demonstration room.
Dale said, “If we do it this way there is no way they can trace who made the call.”
The connection was made to Paris.
Paloma answered, “Michael?”
“Yes, it’s me. What happened? Is it true you were deported?”
“Yes, I was deported and the only way back in is through marriage.”
“You’re kidding?”
“No, I miss you. Have you been faithful?”
I thought that question came out of left field. What made her ask that? Did she know something through mental telepathy?
“Of course,” I replied, thinking she was being much more ‘lovey-dovey’ now that she’s there and not here. It’s almost like a ploy so she can get back in to my country. I will give her the benefit of the doubt.
I said, “I will call you right back when I learn more from the San Francisco Immigration Department.”
Dale called Immigration for me and learned that there would be an 8-month delay no matter what (if the USA had paid for her return flight home). She has a couple of options: 1.) To get a green card OR
2.) To get married.
I called Paloma back and gave her the aforementioned information. Dale was being so helpful.
Dale said, “I will talk to Tim’s friend who got his lover from Paris a green card.”
“Paloma, my friend is looking into some things. I will call you on Wednesday and see what else I can find out, okay?”
“Okay, I’ll talk to you later.”
I thought that Dale was so kind to be helping me out this way.
Ryan, Dale and I went to WENDY’s for lunch. Ryan always cracks these dirty jokes. Frankly, I’m sick of it. Is he ever serious about anything? He is fun though. I don’t know about him.
Steff said, “I’ve set up a collage of advertisements, scenes and clothes that I think you should model in.”
“You did? I’m curious to see what you came up with.”
I am supposed to drive to Fairfield, CA tomorrow night. I wonder if I’ll have the energy to do so.
When I told Dale about the Steff model management idea he had a good reply.
“I think you have much more going for you at Pac Bell.”
“I agree…but I think I’d like to delve into the possibility of it. Who knows what could happen?”
“You never know,” Dale agreed.
“I mean, I’m pro-Bell but does it mean I can’t be pro in other fields?”
“This is true.”
I went to the gym tonight. I saw ‘Buddy’ there. He’s living out near 98th Avenue. What an “ugh” area! He’s really nice though. He’s a PBL (Possible). I also saw Russ (Mr. Manhattan Beach T-shirt). We exchanged a few words.
I was surprised when he asked, “Have you been working out?”
“Couldn’t he tell?” I asked myself.
Then he asked, “Do you still go for an Orange Julius shake after your work out?”
“Sometimes.”
“Yeah?”
“Yep, you look like you could use a drink…maybe you can join me.”
“For a milkshake?”
“Or whatever,” I replied. I immediately went on with my workout.
He joined in on the 8PM aerobics class, so I guess he wasn’t joining me for a drink. He kept staring and looking over at me. QBL!
After my workout, I called Steff but she wasn’t home. I think she was at her swimming class.
I called Dale and left a message on his answering recorder. I thought that Dee might be having the baby since the predicted date of birth was April 16, 1985 and before April 18, 1985.
Dale and I had a lengthy talk about how he envied me, considering me very intelligent.
“Why do you say that?” I asked, even though I loved hearing it all.
“I think it’s because you can do what feels RIGHT for you.”
I thought, “Does he mean about my looking into the modeling deal with Steff?”
I know pursuing another industry would take a lot of work but if the bucks are right. Heck!
Dale said, “I have a meeting tomorrow night with Tim’s pal who has tips and information on Immigration.”
“Oh good—because I received a form from Paloma regarding fiancé declaration for a Non-Immigration VISA for Paloma.”
“You did?”
“Yes, but I’m hesitant about filling it all out. Let me know what you find out.”
“Okay.”
I also received a surprise letter from Bobbie Renbarger (the one who left Pac Bell not long after completing the training). She is in Indiana now! She hinted about staying over with me for a couple of weeks. I will have to give her a call and/or write her a letter. I need to do the same with Paloma.
"It can't hurt to take a break. Just stay quietly in your room this time and write some letters. Frankly, it doesn't look right for you to be running around by yourself with those people all the time, and I'm not too wild about most of them anyway."
-Stefan Zweig
"The Post-Office Girl"
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