I’m at St Louis Bread Co. @ 7th Street & Russell. Lisa substitute got her pretty damn quickly. She wouldn’t even talk to me at the counter when I wanted to order my soup. I was going to tell her I liked her boots. Um, yeah. I must be ugly. She was white, nose ring on left nostril. She had glasses. She was my height and had a completely bigger skeletal frame and bigger breasts and hips. I’m a small hourglass figure. She was a lump of fat. Ugh. I hate those homicidal maniacs. Well, that’s the word on the street. Lisa substitutes are homicidal maniacs. I wouldn’t know as I am the genuine deal. I’m Lisa.