118 - saturday

the checkout boy at the grocery store tonight asked me if I was "waiting for someone." what, someone else inside the store to swoop in and put my purchases in context? er, no, just me tonight. but thanks for calling my solo status out, kid.

I think he might have asked me because what I bought looks like it belongs to a twenty-something male bachelor.

apparently a girl buying beer + milk + pb + tp is the female equivalent of a man walking up to the checkout counter with a box of tampons. who knew?