For two weeks she had picked up the offending instrument on the first ring had been crestfallen each time. It was not that she didn’t have the desir... to hear from her family and friends, she simply desperately longed to hear Rosanna’s low, smooth tones. She attributed her physical symptoms of lethargy, insomnia, and lack of appetite to the breakup. She cried more tears than she thought humanly possible, Bizarrey the Cat being an unwilling recipient, jumping off her lap when she thought she was. Outside, I could hear the steady hum of traffic. I wanted to bite something. I had the strangest longing and didn't know what it was I really wanted to be doing, but lying on the couch certainly wasn't doing anything for me. I decided to take a shower. I went into the bathroom and turned on the taps. The water takes a while to warm up, and while I wanted to cool off, I also didn't want to freeze. I played with the faucets for a moment, trying to get them to a nice temperature somewhere in the. (Look asshole, go to the Gawd Damn house!- Author)"Why the hell should I go to this fucking house? This is a bullshit setup tonail me in some way!", yelled Bill, to NO ONE.(Fearing for Bill's sanity, and hoping not to write about Bill drowning inquicksand, and hoping Bill isn't eaten by the big alligator to the left;maybe Bill should go to the house?- Author)"Gimmie, alligators and quick sand, guess I better go to the clich riddenhouse. I bet its on a hill" muttered the very annoying Bill.. As she walked past the guy across the aisle he almost choked on his wine. When the waiter came back he did a double take staring at my wife’s tits. As soon as he took out dinner orders I hit the on button and my wife gasped aloud and began to squirm on her chair once again, looking at me with both anger and terror. ‘ you said……’ she broke off not wanting to alert the waiter to what was going on…although it was becoming obvious. She was really struggling to control herself now as she needed for.