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Who wants to go shopping? I don't really need anything, I just want to wander from shop to shop and get something frivolous. Which is depressing to do by one's self.

Dream deja vu is the worst sort of dream.

Or. Dreaming about something and knowing you should have seen what was coming, because you've done it already, but you let yourself think it'll be different.

It's not really ever different, though, is it?

I have visited the beach at night. The results are thus: people are extremely receptive to strangers if they are accompanied by a handful of mates. I earned several dollars offering to create miniature sand castles for them in the dark, money of which I have since donated. Now, a collective mass has contributed to the less fortunate. I am not certain if this qualifies as 'doing something crazy,' but I thought my task accomplished as one couple threw sand at me, somewhat cruelly, and I recall the adjective used in lieu of other much more unnecessary expletives.

Are we truly living in a world where we must be leery of every suit-wearing lunatic on the beach?

Alright. Share your go to song for singing while you exercise. This is mine. I totally do the whistle, too.

And boom!

The old man finally replaced my electrics because I am a responsible adult!

Well, semi-responsible. If I can avoid crashing into anyone with my bike, I might get a car. Or a scooter! ZIP ZIP ZIP! I'd love a scooter!

This means summer is gonna rock!!! Or it would if I could afford to do anything... stupid allowance!