I sing and dance in the car.  I don't care if people see.  Hell, I want people to see, because I'm sure they'd get a chuckle out of it.  Or maybe they'd appreciate someone that doesn't care what others think.  Maybe it'd inspire them to have fun in the car too.
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					Originally Posted by TheatreTech
					
				 
				Oh, I talk to myself ALL the time. Not just in the "reading off a mental list of things to do/remember" way. But in the "full on conversation complete with arguing with myself" way. (Most of this happens in the car.) 
			
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 Me too.  When you're alone in the car and late for something, or forgot something at home, it's an environment ripe for yelling at yourself.  
