I went shopping all day. At the *mall*. I had a good time! Even though the mall was crawling with PEOPLE. I even ate lunch!!!! And didn't even worry about it. Much. I felt all normal and shit. What an experience! I really did have a good time, honestly. No smiling while I'm screaming the place down inside. How weird. I'm almost kind of worried now, how nice a day it was. Does that make me some kind of paranoid or only Catholic?