No vampires??

I have had a weird sort of disappointing relief upon returning to San Diego. You may recall that I was suspicious that my new neighbors are vampires. I have seen them only once, and they were beautiful in a scary, anorexic, cowboy Goth sort of way. They never come out during the day. Or night, for that matter. As I said, since they moved in, I have only seen them once, that first night as they glided up the walkway in the moonlight and disappeared into their apartment. No sound, no smells of cooking, no music or sound of running water have come from that apartment since. An eery silence descended that has been disturbing yet thrilling.

On my return, however, it appears the "romance" is over. First of all, Kelly has, in fact, seen the neighbors and in the daytime, too. I have grilled her about the people she saw- did she actually see them come out of or go into THAT apartment? What did they look like? Was it really day- was the sun out? She seems pretty confident that she has seen the new neighbors. And in the daytime.

And as if that wasn't bad enough... I could discount her reports but I cannot dispute the evidence of my own eyes. No, no, I have not seen the new neighbors. I have seen their door mat.

It has lady bugs on it. Lady bugs. What self respecting vampire would put out a door mat with roly poly beetles on it? It is depressingly cheery. One part of me wants to believe that it is just a lure- sure, come on in, it's safe in here, heh, heh, heh- but no. No. You'd have to see this door mat to understand my disappointment. It's cute.

Well, there goes the last vestige of adventure and intrigue in my life. If you can't count on your neighbors to be vampires, what's left?

Sigh.