travelogue: 8.17.05 11:00pm san diego

i feel terrible. met a man down by the docks. ok, it was a male. a scraggly tabby. there was flirting. there was petting. then we leave to go back to the motel and we realize we were totally playing this guy. poor thing followed us all the way home. now he's wandering around the parking lot crying out for us. i pulled back the curtain and he was right there! good thing he didn't see me.
i washed my hands for a long time. i feel dirty. for touching him or for teasing him?