So it continues...

She just came back. Her things were left here. I think we should start charging rent. My friend saved my life. I didn't have to help her. I don't know what she is doing. Not her school work. Boy, does she like to talk. She has got a story for everything, and my friend is just saying "Oh!" and "Uh huh!" I know she doesn't like her either. She is so annoying. Oh, her daughter left her crap here too. Who leaves their items out where anyone could take it. They might as well leave them in the hallway or on the street. I would lock my stuff in my car. Ok, now she is talking about her family making moonshine for their income. That explains a lot!!! I wonder if I should call the Prohibition Police. Hmmmm... My poor friend. My poor sainted friend. Cornelia is giving her family history while blowing her nose. What a lovely site and sound.