thisiswhoweare

Tonight, it's nice and cool. I was kinda cold sitting outside at my cousin's house. Today was a beautiful day.

Pulling up to the hotel on Friday, it was raining. As I passed the front of the hotel to park, I drove past a guy walking into the hotel. He glanced at the car, but I didn't pay any attention to him. Sprite said, "Did you see him?" I said I didn't. She said, "Well, he KNOWS you!" In my paranoia, I freaked. She kept asking me if I saw him and what exactly I saw. I told her I didn't really SEE him and I asked what he did ... what he looked like, etc. She asked what I saw. I said, "A guy, in a raincoat. I didn't see his face very well with the hood. HOW DOES HE KNOW ME?" (Do you know where this is going? Well, I didn't.) She said, "EXACTLY! He knows what you did last summer!" First Jason, now this.

I'm heading back to the room now. I must plan how I can make her day tomorrow HELL. Maybe I'll just drive way out in the country, drop her off, and see if she finds her way back to the hotel. While she gone, I'll have the day to myself.