so many...so little

i just remembered something funny to me.

there is not much on television tonight that interests me. usually, i find myself in this familiar position. this is one of the reasons i read so much; but, occasionally, i want to lay on the couch without thinking; and, t.v. is a great resource in these times. tonight, i ended up watching x games 12 for a while. it was insane. after, i turned on "pretty in pink." this is quintessential 80's celluloid refuse.

when i was a junior in high school, a new family moved in. there was a girl in the family who was my age. i wish i could remember her name. i know her last name was "allred," but that's where it ends. helen, or ellen, or elain, or ilene? who knows? regardless, i thought she was moderately cool because she was hip to falco when no one else was. i think i even made her a copy of my tape. we went out two or three times. the first time we went out, we went to see "pretty in pink." i thought it was acceptable, though ducky made me want to reach into the screen and kick him in the butt. i might have even gone to her homecoming with her.? i have a vague recollection of going out with her when she was wearing a pink taffeta dress appropriate for a 80's era semi-formal. how sad. on our last date, we went to see "back to the future." she hated it. i didn't. at that point i realized that any girl who loved ducky but not marty, was not a girl i wanted to spend my money on.

i wish i could remember her name? i really kind of liked her for a couple of weeks.