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my new years eve day:
go to the bank to figure out why they keep taking my money, when clearly i have none. the problem is if you have below a certian amount in your savings, they charge you. the way you get them to stop is by putting that given amount in the bank. this doesn't make sense to me. clearly if i had the money, i would put it in my bank. as i don't have the money i can't give them the money to stop taking money i don't have in the first place. it's a frustrating cycle.

inspired by the song "couches and alleys" i went to barnes and noble to find a copy of "on the road". instead i was shocked to find "south park and philosophy" which is partly what i was planning on writing my master's thesis about. but apparently someone beat me to it. now i am at a loss for what to do next...

i saw the pursuit of happyness. then i hung out with some good friends at one of their houses where we made some french dish involving cheese and bread (not fondue). i recieved a phone call from a friend i thought was dead (or just buried in snow). some of us then went to my house to watch the ball drop and ryan seacrest embarass himself by trying to give x-tina a new years kiss. only too late did i get an email invitation from the girl i met at the airport. hopefully we will hang out soon.

as for now i am off to watch the simpsons and go to bed. tomorrow i have to send out the resume.