I took time out of my hectic schedule of sleeping and watching ridiculously attractive boys do nasty things on Chaturbate to go to the store and buy soap for the dishwasher. I wound up staggering back to the car with two bags full of the most random things that might be called groceries ever seen. $76 worth of chemically processed crap.
When I got home and unloaded my haul I realized it looked like I had gone shopping wearing a blindfold and with a very sketchy idea of how to cook. A six pack of those cheese crackers filled with peanut butter. A box of plain water crackers for cheese, only to discover I had the exact same unopened product already at home. But no cheese.
Let’s see, what else, Doritos. Somehow I always wins up coming hoe from the grocery with a bag of Doritos. I think they must hand it to me as I enter and I just don’t notice. I seem to enter into some kind of fugue state as the doors close behind me, sealing me in with all the other shambling, clueless Safeway shoppers. I wander the aisles, aimlessly foraging and after a while, I leave, almost always without at least one item I specifically went to buy.
but I got some nice bananas and some nectarines. We’ll see about them, it takes a few days on the shelf to either ripen into perfection or turn into moldy knobs.
R Man and I used to go to the store each Saturday, armed with lists and sense of purpose and prepare ourselves for the week ahead. Now I find myself looking over into other shoppers carts to get ideas about what I might want to consume.
At least I got the dishwasher soap.