Five hundred pennies to be exact. Today, after Kendo, I went on a Treasure Hunt, looting the coffers and closets of my very own home. You wouldn't believe the countless quarters, nickles, dimes - and most of all - pennies people leave lying around in unlikely places. (Sorry I refuse to do any currency exchange for you Americans who have weird, identical looking money.)

After my wallet was bulging with copper-colored coins I headed indirectly for the farthest possible supermarket (it's the only one that sells hazelnut flavored icecream). Somehow, I got myself completely turned around thanks to the sun, which I swear relocated itself to different parts of the sky several times in order to confuse me. Then, after asking three people for directions and going exactly opposite where they pointed, I found myself at the supermarket!

Fate smiled on me and I got the last box of hazelnut icecream. Who knows what I would have done were it not there. Then, I went up to the cash register and dumped out all my coins and you can imagine how appalled the poor girl looked. And, although it was the fast lane, I took up at least 3 turns of any normal lane. Nevertheless I got my icecream and now I'm fat and happy.

*Kendo with a mallet*

In other news: I'm working on a really hard project, which I expect you all to be very impressed (if not horrified) with when I'm done. Wish me luck!