I am so goddamn addicted to Hobby Lobby.
Right after I tutor my little Indian boy, I drive about half a mile down the road and wa-la, I'm there.
And then, wa-la, my money is gone.
I know almost every employee by name. I prefer to go to Ashley's check out line. She probably thinks I'm addicted to Snickers bars. I think I'll tell her I don't ever eat candy, and I have to be careful with peanuty things because Reptar will blow up if he even gets a wif of peanut air, so sometimes when I'm out and about and buying crafty things, I just treat myself. Got it, Ashley?

Yesterday Tanim stole my favorite scarf and hid it in his bed.  Found it, washed it. Creepy weird.