|09:16 am - Make-up redux|
The waifish girl from yesterday's bus ride to work was on the bus again this morning despite the fact that I was running later than usual. Once again she was applying make-up. I think this rules out performance art and that she has simply adopted this as her routine.
I feel oddly like a know her a little bit now. She was wearing the same cute shoes she had on yesterday but had traded pinstriped pants for polka-dotted dress. If she's on the bus tomorrow I shall have to ask about this habit of applying make-up on the bus.
Current Mood: confused