Log from July 26th:
It is far too cold for July, and for a change, I don’t think it’s just me. Looking out the window, everything is so grey. It could almost count as a pun.
I’m just displeased because it makes working harder. I’m in the mood to feed, and I need the cash, anyway.
Screw it. No one checks street corners at nine in the morning, anyway. I’ll just put up one of those ‘subtle’ ads on Craigslist and see what nibbles at the line.