R.I.P.

This post should have been written a long time ago. Probably about 4 days after my arrival (!) in the US. But as you can see from my last post, it´s been a while since I visited myself. And it is not because I did not feel like writing. (Well maybe a little of that, too). But mainly because I kept having my big sister glance over my shoulder reading the things I was just writing and commenting it. (Something which can be really annoying. Even more so, when she starts reading mails for Mr. KH...). Sorry I am drifting off the subject which I intended to write about.

I want to say my farewells, goodbyes and au revoirs to MR. HS. Why? Because that little *hmpf* did not call back after I spoke on his answering maschine. I mean he could have at least answered the call to say he is not interested in dinner. Or seeing me. But I think it is just lame to not call at all. Where have all the manners gone???

Am I hurt? NO! Well maybe my pride, a little. And, of course, I know it is for the better anyway. But still...

Well Mr. HS. That´s it for you. Hope you have a nice life. R.I.P.