Saga of the lost camera.
Harken to me, children of the web, and hear the tale of the lost camera.
April 12th, 5:15am, me and xella rush out the door to meet our taxi to take us to Denny's, where we are meeting up with Kat to go to vancouver for a doll meet. I am sure I had tossed it into my purse with my phone and my wallet. We have a nice meal, board the bus for the faries.
Once on the boat, I check for my camera. Hmm, strange, its not there. I root around a bit, (for my bag is a cornicopa of junk, and also check the doll bags. No camera. No biggy I think, i probally left it on the table and home.
I get home. No camera. A week goes by and I can not find the elusive expencive peice of equipment. I check high and low, I call the lost and founds of transit and resterant. I ask the other roomate, toss my room and Xella's desk... all to no avail.
I open my back pack this morning to pack my dnd things...and low and behold...there...is..
The camera.
April 12th, 5:15am, me and xella rush out the door to meet our taxi to take us to Denny's, where we are meeting up with Kat to go to vancouver for a doll meet. I am sure I had tossed it into my purse with my phone and my wallet. We have a nice meal, board the bus for the faries.
Once on the boat, I check for my camera. Hmm, strange, its not there. I root around a bit, (for my bag is a cornicopa of junk, and also check the doll bags. No camera. No biggy I think, i probally left it on the table and home.
I get home. No camera. A week goes by and I can not find the elusive expencive peice of equipment. I check high and low, I call the lost and founds of transit and resterant. I ask the other roomate, toss my room and Xella's desk... all to no avail.
I open my back pack this morning to pack my dnd things...and low and behold...there...is..
The camera.