Next please!

So, the reason of this absence that has been as very long time.. has been because this blog (or rather me) didn't know what it was trying to be. And I've realised it doesn't have to be anything in particular other than me. (Or rather a very very good friend, one of the best some might say, pushed me, or rather toppled me off that HUGE cliff I was looking over, into this vast sea. It may be a bit choppy, but they are waters that I can learn to tread.)  So hello to random musings and anecdotal stories. The first beginning with bags of salt.

Being an art student, you tend to buy odd things that seem to other people who don't understand that it is of course for a clearly normal please-don't-call-the-police reason, a little strange. Hence weird looks. That I have clearly never received... To the point. This being my situation, explains why in my hand I had three precious items that I wanted, scratch that, NEEDED to buy: 

1) A very large bag of table salt. 

2) Another very large bag of table salt. 

3) A four packet of hot cross buns. 

(Clearly I needed something to eat all that salt with! Or at least that's what the cashier must have thought as I placed my items on the conveyor belt.) Needless to say, as she beeped my items and tentatively asked for the amount that's what she thought. 

But at least it wasn't as bad as that time that I asked my hairdresser for the hair on the floor. But that's a story for another time.