My friends are trying to help me out with that whole mess at my bank.

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If you can, spare a read for both of them. They're way more awesome than I'll ever be.

Also, thank you, Pat. I definitely owe you a kid or seven. I don't care if you think you owed me. You probably won't ever see this, though, but all the same, thank you.



I decided to do a bit of house-cleaning on my journals. I'm thinking about posting this on Myspace or FB, and yeah, there were certain journals that people on my friend's lists don't need to be reading. So if there's questions as to what the whole bank mess was, note me and I'll explain the best I can.

Also, turns out that talking to my father was a better idea than what I feared. He didn't get mad or yell or anything. In fact, he's going to go down with me today (Thursday) to help me get this mess fixed.

Which makes me question my own intuition. This is something that needs much thought.