Just Another Tuesday

Where I find notes on my truck and get weirded out!

The day started out well with exercising and stretching my limbs. After a shower, I headed down to talk to S about her douche guy (before I found the note) and did some verbal sparing with M. This guy is pretty quick on the uptake. He gives as good as he gets, and one comment of his turns me red and has me stumbling on my words and laughing uproariously! He thinks I'm cute, and I've been told he's going to ask me out.  

It's a little strange to switch gears on how you thought your trip would go, backtrack and take another route. I don't know that I'm ready for it, but S assures me that this guy is not a player. Of course, it isn't a commitment or anything else.  It's just a frakking date, but I still don't know that the hell I'm doing when it comes to men, and my Douche Player Radar needs some tuning, so I know that's all it will be...a date. And I'm ok with that.

I left there and headed to the Dodge dealership to get a new tail light cover. However, they only sell the whole tail light unit and it would take a couple of days to come from Portland. So they send me over to O'Reilly's Auto Parts for red tape.  When I tell them what I need, they assure me they can get me a cover by tomorrow morning. The great thing is, the owner update AE card covers most of it, and I'm only 20 bucks out of pocket.  SWEET!

I head back to Seaside knowing I've accomplished something but still extremely weirded out by the Stalker. After I get back, I head over to talk to S about the note.  The bad part is that she already texted Stalker and told him he's a Douche and when he asked why, she said "Ask your friends...they'll tell you". He probably assumed we had discussed the note, but this was before. I'm sure he thinks I found the note yesterday. 

I do some walking to blow off a little steam and come back and change for happy hour.  I'm wearing a lace see thru racerback top with a black over jacket, tight blue jeans and my boots. Yes, you can see my bra through the top, but I really don't give a rats ass.  I'm in a mood.  I get a call from S and find out that Taros (Tara's?), the japanese restaurant is closed so she suggests we meet at the Irish Pub.  Dont' have an issue with that.  We had fun laughing and comparing notes. Although I don't tell her any names, I tell her a bit about what I'm doing here at Seaside. We had fun laughing over that too.  She really is a cool chick and I'm extremely appreciative that she's taken my mind off of the mundane and just made this part of the trip memorable.  

I end up leaving there and heading back. Changed my clothes and headed to the front desk to ask about leaving something there. Then I head back out to see the sunset.  It's raining, but it's beautiful. Afterward, I take a short walk and then grab a beer at Sams, where I meet Lance (I use his full name cuz he's a complete stranger and I'll never see him again). He talks about being from Cali but transplanted to Spokane. He had some stories and was quite amusing.  We were laughing about the drunk people at the bar, and one of the ladies asked if we were together (I think she wanted poor Lance), so I piped up that we've known each other for years...didn't she see us walk in together??? She left well enough alone, and Lance leaned over and thanked me.  I asked if he was sure, because I certainly didn't want to be vag-blocking him.  He started laughing. 

After we finished our beers, we went our separate ways and now I'm finishing this episode of the blog.  

Quite a busy day today for Dizzy!  G'nite peeps!