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Went to the print shop to get some art prints made for church & sale.
Hoping to go to print shop, then Chrysalis, and on to Wally -World.
Discovered that I'd forgotten wallet. (D'oh!)
Returned home to gather wallet & also-forgotten data storage (for image scanning via said print shop) in 7mins. or less.
Emerged from apt. to sound of bus pulling away. (Add additional "d'oh!!")
Waited half hour+ tor bus's return, to barely get back into print shop by grace of head printress.
Prints are BEAUTIFUL and on -great,- sturdy & thick 100lb. paper. :D
Found Chrysalis, met owner's daughter, asked a few questions, showed her my work (which she truly seemed to enjoy) & gave her a business card.
Explored the store for a while. Saw lots of pretties. :D
Made my way 'round other side of town; discovered 3-4 tattoo parlours on single Main St. stretch. (:P)
Rediscovered Lenore's, where once my Manic Panic fix was supplied- during my previous attendance.
Skipped in-depth browsing @ local shoppes, brunner @ Sharky's & further lolly-gagging in deference to waiting for the bus.
(Hoping to catch it soon to go to Wal-Mart.)
Waited long over an hour. Gave up. Tired feet, hungry stomach & non-present bus = abandon of previous plan.
Bus passes me as I depart- as I'd dreaded (but somehow knew, with my luck) it would.
(Add 3rd "d'oh!," w/some extra colorful language thrown in.)
Tried to chase bus down. Screaming & absurd flailing to attract bus driver's attention was attempted.
Result: A resounding, arm waving, hollering-in-public-n'-making-a-public-boob-of-yourself lack of success.
Slight hating of bus driver ensues.
Gave up on Wal-Mart for the night.
Went to Sharky's. Had scrum-diddly-umptious ground buffalo meat burger wrap. YUM!
Treated self to 1st boozy beverage out since my arrival in Radford. Not bad. STRONG, but editable.
Had Godiva Chocolate Cheesecake for dessert that'd make you SLAP YO' MAMA.
Best, richest, most chocolately & decadently sinful thing I've ever eaten ('cept for the last time I ate it; which was the first night I'd arrived here, n' had that other drink.) For chocolate lovers, this cheesecake is Heaven On A Stick. It is SUPER-RICH, though. Bring a friend- or two. Make it a choco-threesome and have a grand tome losing yourself in cocoa-y doooooom!
Spent more $$$ on said deliciousness than I should.
Don't care. Was Worth It.
No longer sore & now feelin' good, I decide to walk home.
On my way home, I see people unpacking a van in front of Chrysalis.
Ponder if this is the girl in the shop's mother, who was out @ some college festival.
One sweet-faced, plump girl stops me to give me a delightful compliment on my (now taken down & ponytailed) multi-colored bun.
Says "namaste" as we part ways. Could she be the store's afore-mentioned owner..? Hmm...
Internal squees ensue, singing upon resumption of the Journey Home follows.
Walk home consists of breezy cool weather, blissfully lowering light, & wondering if they'll put together that the girl w/the art & business card is the same chick w/the funny 'do.
It's a nice, rather lengthy but chill walk back. There is a little tiring, but I still feel good & pretty non-hurty. :D
In skipping all buses in my return home, will the younger driver (whom I've been getting to know somewhat, through music) wonder after me? Naaaah.
Various mini herds of doofi are passed on the way. (Clusters of big dumb jocks, partying frat boys, & chattering gossip-girls.) They get a casually wide berth. No incidents issue forth. Thank Heaven.
Upon arrival at my apartment complex, people attempting to light a fire in the communal outdoor barbecue must be traversed.
The defenses reflexively arise.
Surprisingly enough, one girl gives a pleasant greeting while the others continue their business.
Just as I enter the breezeway to access the steps to my flat, I hear "x, leave that woman alone."
Internal systems go on Red Alert.
I turn around, bracing myself for harassment.
Upon examination of the situation, Weiner-dog in tiny harness (on uber-long leash, yay!) is seen, scampering to toward me to say hello.
Me = very pleasantly surprised.
Delightfully surprised scritchings of said Dachshund follow.
Brief bits of friendly banter ensue. We part company, pleasantly. :)
And stairs are climbed, 'cause I are tahred n' about to ESSPLODE.
Am home now. Yeee!!
Slightly hurty, but hapy. ^_^
And nowwww. art scan peepshow!!
Love to All,
Nae
Hoping to go to print shop, then Chrysalis, and on to Wally -World.
Discovered that I'd forgotten wallet. (D'oh!)
Returned home to gather wallet & also-forgotten data storage (for image scanning via said print shop) in 7mins. or less.
Emerged from apt. to sound of bus pulling away. (Add additional "d'oh!!")
Waited half hour+ tor bus's return, to barely get back into print shop by grace of head printress.
Prints are BEAUTIFUL and on -great,- sturdy & thick 100lb. paper. :D
Found Chrysalis, met owner's daughter, asked a few questions, showed her my work (which she truly seemed to enjoy) & gave her a business card.
Explored the store for a while. Saw lots of pretties. :D
Made my way 'round other side of town; discovered 3-4 tattoo parlours on single Main St. stretch. (:P)
Rediscovered Lenore's, where once my Manic Panic fix was supplied- during my previous attendance.
Skipped in-depth browsing @ local shoppes, brunner @ Sharky's & further lolly-gagging in deference to waiting for the bus.
(Hoping to catch it soon to go to Wal-Mart.)
Waited long over an hour. Gave up. Tired feet, hungry stomach & non-present bus = abandon of previous plan.
Bus passes me as I depart- as I'd dreaded (but somehow knew, with my luck) it would.
(Add 3rd "d'oh!," w/some extra colorful language thrown in.)
Tried to chase bus down. Screaming & absurd flailing to attract bus driver's attention was attempted.
Result: A resounding, arm waving, hollering-in-public-n'-making-a-public-boob-of-yourself lack of success.
Slight hating of bus driver ensues.
Gave up on Wal-Mart for the night.
Went to Sharky's. Had scrum-diddly-umptious ground buffalo meat burger wrap. YUM!
Treated self to 1st boozy beverage out since my arrival in Radford. Not bad. STRONG, but editable.
Had Godiva Chocolate Cheesecake for dessert that'd make you SLAP YO' MAMA.
Best, richest, most chocolately & decadently sinful thing I've ever eaten ('cept for the last time I ate it; which was the first night I'd arrived here, n' had that other drink.) For chocolate lovers, this cheesecake is Heaven On A Stick. It is SUPER-RICH, though. Bring a friend- or two. Make it a choco-threesome and have a grand tome losing yourself in cocoa-y doooooom!
Spent more $$$ on said deliciousness than I should.
Don't care. Was Worth It.
No longer sore & now feelin' good, I decide to walk home.
On my way home, I see people unpacking a van in front of Chrysalis.
Ponder if this is the girl in the shop's mother, who was out @ some college festival.
One sweet-faced, plump girl stops me to give me a delightful compliment on my (now taken down & ponytailed) multi-colored bun.
Says "namaste" as we part ways. Could she be the store's afore-mentioned owner..? Hmm...
Internal squees ensue, singing upon resumption of the Journey Home follows.
Walk home consists of breezy cool weather, blissfully lowering light, & wondering if they'll put together that the girl w/the art & business card is the same chick w/the funny 'do.
It's a nice, rather lengthy but chill walk back. There is a little tiring, but I still feel good & pretty non-hurty. :D
In skipping all buses in my return home, will the younger driver (whom I've been getting to know somewhat, through music) wonder after me? Naaaah.
Various mini herds of doofi are passed on the way. (Clusters of big dumb jocks, partying frat boys, & chattering gossip-girls.) They get a casually wide berth. No incidents issue forth. Thank Heaven.
Upon arrival at my apartment complex, people attempting to light a fire in the communal outdoor barbecue must be traversed.
The defenses reflexively arise.
Surprisingly enough, one girl gives a pleasant greeting while the others continue their business.
Just as I enter the breezeway to access the steps to my flat, I hear "x, leave that woman alone."
Internal systems go on Red Alert.
I turn around, bracing myself for harassment.
Upon examination of the situation, Weiner-dog in tiny harness (on uber-long leash, yay!) is seen, scampering to toward me to say hello.
Me = very pleasantly surprised.
Delightfully surprised scritchings of said Dachshund follow.
Brief bits of friendly banter ensue. We part company, pleasantly. :)
And stairs are climbed, 'cause I are tahred n' about to ESSPLODE.
Am home now. Yeee!!
Slightly hurty, but hapy. ^_^
And nowwww. art scan peepshow!!
Love to All,
Nae
