underneath the mexican moon

I have a stalker, which if nothing else is reason enough to stop talking to strangers. Unforunately, I don't know anyone else so its either risk further stalkers or slowly go loco.

My stalker struck up a conversation with me last night over frappes and seeing as I had nothing else to do I killed a couple of hours with her. She's a nice enough girl, but well, you know.

Anyhow I saw her again after my run today but managed to sidestep her attempts to get me to eat dinner with her, knowing full well I wanted to go to the pricey blue lobster and while I would have welcmed company, we'll you know.

So imagine my surprise when someone that looked like her walked by me in the restaurant? I dot know if it was her but I'm glad I'm moving uptown tomorrow where its less likely ill see her and if nothing else the hotel is more secure.