4:30 p.m. and the sky’s already an ashy blue because this is January in Sweden.
Taking conscious breaths on the couch. Malin’s to my right, deep in her laptop.
For some reason I just pulled up a video on youtube of some guy playing the 8-bit nintendo game Robocop.
I’m getting older but its okay.
What’s not okay is not working. I was on the verge of having a hostel job custom tailored for my vampire hours. Now, that’s out and I need to go to the job agency.
American Horror Story keeps my mind occupied when it gets late and I’m not working on my novel. The best character, by far, is Jessica Lange. Even though its sort of a mess, I admire the audacity of forcing glossy horror onto the soap opera template.