Juicy Blood

In Cold Blood
Originally uploaded by Michael_Kelleher

In the No. 8 bus this morning, a fidgety girl sat next to me. She wore tight faded blue jeans, red All Stars and black-rimmed glasses. She kept pinching her legs and stretching them as if she had bed bugs crawling all over the place. She was reading Capote's In Cold Blood, her body leaning against mine the whole way to Holborn. I was briefly worried the bed bugs would jump on me. There's a world-wide infestation on the rise, apparently.

I have a job interview tomorrow at 2pm. I already Facestalked the woman that called me yesterday and she looks really friendly.