walk, cut, shop, eat

Today I slept in. When I woke up I called my parents who are still currently on the road back home. Then when I finally got myself out of the house, I walked to the post office which is like a 5 minute walk, and then to Melrose. By car, melrose is pretty close, but you forget about all the little streets in between santa monica and melrose when you walk it. It was a nice walk though, much needed. My destination: Rudy's Barbershop. They have most of their locations in Seattle, but when I asked Carrie where i should go, she said to go there because it is close, cheap, within walking distance, and doesn't make appointments. So I got there, got my do and decided to do a little looking around the shops. I wandered into Betsy Johnson where my heart melted into a puddle on the floor at the sight of this one lacy baby doll dress. It was so sweet and pretty, and then I looked at the price tag. Unfortunately my cut set me back more than I thought it would, and Betsy Johnson surely wasn't in the budget in the first place.

On my way home I was on the corner by Starbucks avoiding eye contact with people, but looking around, when one small mexican man wouldn't let my eye grazing go any further. He said hi, so I returned, and then he asked my name as we crossed the street. I was more interested in crossing the street again to get home than talk, which i thought was obvious, and then he asked me where I was from. I said Seattle, and he asked me why I was here, and I lied and said I was visiting. He then asked where I was going and I said, I'm probably just going to go home. Then he asked if he could walk with me there, and I said "I would prefer to walk alone." The whole conversation lasted all of two minutes, but at least he respected what I said.

Almost home... I stopped in at the hardware store and got the plugs I needed for a dollar or so. It still amazes me that I could walk to anything I need. Then I turned the corner and saw a couple guys standing around a fire hydrant. One was dressing a fake plastic dog and the other two had a camera on a tripod. I think they're producing doggie onsies or something, and they were taking some 'promo' pics for them. They even had music on in the background.

Currently, I'm sitting on the couch, trying to cool off. Tomorrow is both Shayna and Carrie's birthdays. They are both turning 29, and they are both awesome. weird.

Now, I'm going to eat some pita and hummus and figure out my class schedule, or my 'ideal schedule', since I'm not sure what classes will be open to me. yummmmmm.