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To sit in a room not unlike one where I would of frollicked in my younger days does bring a healthy wave of nostalga. Ah, the old days, for who doesn't want to write thme in their journal, a book of inner thoughts only to be sold at a cheaper price? >.>
Those days of playing Final Fantasy IX (or rather, watch it being played, was still amusing [never got the hang of ATB attack systems]) took the boredom of taking orders, but that still beats tourists calling and yelling in your ear whether or not I speak english.... *chuckles* they still do, i guess not as much as before, now that business has (probably literally) died down, I begin to think that there is a mass exodius to a secret underground (or far away overground) hide out that me, my family, and my relatives weren't invited to. Things are really boring here... summer is supposed to be a season of iconic americans dwadling about in the summer sun and heat playing their part in what is called tourism, no? Now everything seems like a ghost town, except for the street dwellers walking about... I'm surprised that there aren't any robberies, or that they nkow there isn't much to take.. I was informed that yesterday some man tried to steal a 2-liter sunkist from a algreens, not that he got away of course... what a world we live in... stare