Two things.

+ I am almost completely certain that someone has stolen my underwear. The majority of them were no longer in the dryer went I went to take my clothes out. Just one lonely grey pair had been spared. Who steals someone's underwear out of the dryer? I have some nasty and bonkers neighbor and I don't know who it is.

+ I just got back from the weirdest job interview ever. My interviewer kept asking personal questions, like if I had roommates and if I'd ever lived with a male, and also kept trying to get me to spread my arms as wide as I could. ("How good are you at making drinks? This much? Or this much?") He also commented on my looks and height and dragged the interview on forever, asking some of the same questions multiple times. Then, when it was over, he asked for a hug.

Exceedingly creepy day. Usually the worst I ever get is grizzled Uptonians on the street saying they love me or calling me their baby. How much creepiness do you regularly encounter?