The rage of ludicrous, farcical and deranged cravings/wantings/decision-makings or anything related that makes me go schizophrenic stroke once again.

Getting a vintage beige colour pants/ vintage denim.

Getting a decent or more vintage looking tee.

Shoes? Forget about it, the entire Russia has no size for my feet.

New apartment? Still in progress but desperate for a green light.

Salad for dinner has been progressing well; the urge to stay healthy and to save some bucks which obviously doesn't work since tomatoes and capsicums costs more than rice.

Inserts list of other deranged things like downloading 2 seasons of 'American Dad' and listening to 'Neon Trees' and 'Matt Nathanson'. Music swing much. 

Situations are not helping at all, with living standards this high; even eating grass and roots won't help me save up much. If money grow on tree, I'll probably be a farmer by now. The one that can even grow tree on Mars or even the Sun.