I should be filling out more job applications, or cleaning up my apartment some more. But it is far too nice a day for that nonsense. No, no, I shall have to go to the beach.

Maybe I'll get the groceries later.

Maybe I'll follow my next whim and chase the sunset.

Whatever. I have an iPod, a notebook, a book, and a good mood. I'm going to have a good day.

Hey, I turned 25 last week. How many more chances am I going to get to play the "f--k the world" game?