Good grief! It's almost like I've been rebirthed or something - I woke up this morning in a shockingly good mood, and I'm damned if I know why. Let's not dwell on it - just suck it in, enjoy it, go with the flow.
So I headed over to Kingston (Upon-Thames, NOT Jamaica), primarily to go to the bank, but also because I do like a good look around the shops. I swear to god I can out-shop any girl, any day of the week. That said, I didn't buy anything. Well, actually, that's a little bit of a lie, because I did go to Sainsburys for some cranberry and raspberry juice (I swear they must be topping it up with crack or something - I'm completely addicted!), and ended up spending just over 20 quid.
Food shopping on a Saturday isn't usually a good idea in my opinion, because everyone in the world is there. Everyone in the world and their screaming children. There was one kid today - must've been about four - who appeared to be able to say "mum" over and over and over and over again in a bizarrely loud voice and without taking a single breath. He alone was proof for my belief that all children should be regarded as valid targets for tranquilizer darts. Or at the very least ritalin darts.
And in other news - it's been raining! I knew that naked rain dance I did last night would work!
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I do that dance every night. Doesn't work for me. It just makes me wanna poop. :/
Dude... I think you're doing the wrong dance...!
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