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Ah, four posts in one day. I'm only posting to say that I got some new swim suit tops. I meant to say that in the old post because I know so many people were waiting to hear about my search for the perfect swim suit. Ok, I wasn't so much looking for the perfect swim suit as I was looking for the courage to touch the swim suit rack in Scheels. That thing is intimidating. Shopping is intimidating. I got some new panties today as well. And a new bra. I said panties. I'm turning into a girl. I still don't like shopping though. My eyes go blurry... can't seee. can't seeeeeeee. I need an exit. Wouldn't it be cool if out of one exit you could go to the moon. I bet that would be the Scheels exit. That's why I park at scheels. I secretly hope that when I walk out to find my car I'll find the moon. It's not a secret anymore. I DO TELL SECRETS! WHEN DID THAT HAPPEN?! GET AWAY FROM ME! THERE IS SOMEONE IN MY HOUSE. AMSTERDAM. I'M GOING TO GO PRACTICE. WHAT AM I PRACTICING? WHY SHOULD YOU GET TO KNOW? YOU SHOULDN'T. OK THEN.