The party is over.
Wayne's girlfriend isn't staying here anymore.
She's staying around the corner.
No more driniking in the alley.
No more information swapping about his condition.
No more cooking dinners.
My alley way is not a public park.
They should go visit wayne.
Leave me alone.
Party is over, he didn't die or stay a vegatable.
His girlfriend has as good a grip as she ever had.
Everybody go home, if they got one.
And I did it nicely.
Some of their friends are street people from when they were homeless
several years ago.
I have plenty I have to do and I don't want people crowding into my
life.
phew......
Needed to rant a little.
Tell you what?
I fed her plenty good and my repuatation as a chef as grown.
:-)
Damulosis