Matches and Beer

I ran into Navarro today after work to pick up a couple of things I needed: matches and beer. As I checked out, I realized that for all intents and purposes, it looked like I was heading home to kill myself.

The cashier lady seemed overly concerned. The reality of it is that, I was just on my way home to light up some scented oil to fragrance my home (since I know Mr. NeoTheCat usually leaves the litter box stinky), and have a beer to celebrate the fact that tomorrow is Friday and 'Saint Paycheck’s' day!