So, ran to Target to pick up some random stuff like essentials and other stuff I needed. Okay, so it was a Friday at around 9pm but whaddya going to do? My purchases: a new optical mouse (mine just broke thus hindering my blogging ability), a cat toy, toilet paper, a chocolate cake for an upcoming office party, a new frying pan, a jumbo pack of toilet paper, and a some hydicortisone cream (I have a burn on my leg. Long story).
Here’s what the cashier probably thought: I was going to go home on a Friday night, watch porn on the internet, talk to my cats, and stuff my face with chocolate cake, and medicate my STD. Fantastic.