I bought a new shaver yesterday. The foil on the last one busted. In retrospect, it would have probably been a better thing to just replace the foil, but I can't forgive it for spilling my blood.
Dreams about fast growing micro-organisms roused me from my sleep today. I remember having a gel coating on my hands to protect me from it, but in an earlier scene it was because it could breach this gel that we all got frightened, so I'm not really sure of the logic there.
They've started selling Red Bull in smaller cans here now (the same size as the cans of coffee you get here) for 200 yen. It is a good marketing ploy, as when I saw it i felt insulted, and immediately reached for the larger can.
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