But I was relieved that Weezer was still out of it and my Auntie was gone to have dinner. My uncle doesn't say much besides hello. He said Brian was doing about the same and asked how I was. I said fine and that was about it. When I got home, Maricel had dinner ready and then we went for a nighttime walk around the neighborhood. I've always liked peeking into homes at night. Maybe peeking isn't the right word. I'm not in the bushes. The bugs were irritating to me, but Maricel says they're nothing. I don't care how big the bugs are in Manila. The ones here irritate me. When we got home, we ran into Jeff Belby who lives over the beauty salon next door. He said he caught someone lurking out in what passes for my back yard. His dog barked at whoever it was and he turned on a light and the lurker vamoosed. Lovely. Suddenly my yard in crime ridden.
See you in the funny papers...
Simon Wolfe
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