Street Jimmy was coming in just as I was leaving. He said the hospital said he doesn't have pneumonia , just a bad cold. Although he seems to have developed a chronic limp, he seemed a little better. Life on the streets may be starting to catch up with him. When I asked him about the white woman who was in asking about him yesterday his face lit up in his trademark smile, and he said she was his girlfriend, and her name was Kathy. He said he couldn't stay with her because she lives in the shelter. He's being very coy about the situation. When I mentioned the niece that Kathy referred to, Jimmy smiled slyly and said sometime you got to tell the bitches what they want to hear.
Because he has to clean the bar tomorrow at six a.m., Faggypants swore that he was going to an early movie and might have a maximum of two drinks with his twink friends. Gracie says he came in late this afternoon to borrow ten bucks because he'sd already lost all of his money. Of course he was shitfaced. He better show because we have the Polar Bears and the bar will be a total mess from the News Years Eve revelers.