Lecherous and OId
2002-03-09 - 11:18 p.m.

before/after
strangely non-functional guestbook

Went to the grocery store.

Old woman bagged my groceries.

She looked my up and down lecherously, and attempted to banter with me. Of course, I always bounce the ball back.

At one point in the banter she said, "You're like me."

And I thought, 'No I'm not, you're old."

Which effectively killed the banter-ing.