what a weird week, yet

this has been a strange week indeed. not once have i used my in-room coffee pot, i have voluntarily entered into conversations with total strangers in the elevator, and i have has a little extra cash to shop. hmm.

this afternoon was a little disappointing, though. just as we got off the highway to head toward siesta for an afternoon of beach-going, a thick wave of fog poured over Sarasota, bringing a thin chill and the creepy touch of wet in the air. the original meeting we were going to attend turned out to be at 9:30, so instead we opted for a 5:30 one at the gratitude club, only that wasn’t our first choice and we ended up there since i can’t read a directory. it was a good meeting, but i was decidedly floppy right before it because i wanted a coffeeshop, bad. still, i was able to ogle a cute guy in straight fashion blue jeans and nice boots, driving a black Porsche Cabrera. nice.

we ate dinner at mel’s diner, where i could not take my eyes off of david, the expediter. i was toying with the idea of writing him a love note saying as much, but i backed out at the last moment. my excuse was he had a coworker sitting at the counter and i didn’t want to make him uncomfortable. so i toyed with the idea of penning a letter and sending it. as if that’s not creepy enough.

so now i pack, hit the hay, and go get em tomorrow morning.