'Long In The Tooth'
At least that's how my worried housemmate referred to her. She lived next door, and she seemed to fancy me a bit. She had either abandoned, or been abandoned by, her family. She had no 'barriers'. She'd sometimes walk into the house to use the telephone without knocking or asking. Half expected that no 'barriers' meant freedom from conventions, but it actually meant flakiness was the default setting.

She slipped on a stairs next-door, and after threatening to sue her landlord she ended up getting evicted instead. But even after moving out, she lurked around the neighborhood.

At 4 a.m. one morning, I heard an enormous crash just outside my bedroom window. Apropos of nothing, on the way from a doughnut shop to a clinic, she had been driving through the alley behind my house, when she drove into a post. The car was incapacitated. She was agitated. She had to get to the clinic - now! So, I offered to drive her there in my car.

On the way to the clinic, her head would fall backwards, her eyes would roll back in her head, and she'd speak in tongues. Now I understood why the accident occurred!

We arrived at the clinic at 5 a.m. To my great surprise, despite the early hour, there were people everywhere. It was a methadone clinic: she was a heroin addict! This explained much! Eccentricity = drugs for too many!
(Perv With A Dog had his eyes pecked out by scrub jays on, Tue 2 Oct 2012, 1:33, 1 reply)

"At 4 a.m. one morning"
As opposed to 4am one afternoon?
(thefuckestuppest cheapened this, on, Tue 2 Oct 2012, 13:03, closed)