unfortunately, i don't have any tales of jailbirds or (former?) meth addicts, and i feel that it's because i haven't really made much time to go anywhere out here yet. i admit it, i have no life right now. and i half-expected it to be this way; by the time i get home from work, i only have enough energy to drink wine and watch tv. but for the sake of this experiment, i promise i will make more effort to explore some of my old rancho cucamonga haunts -- no matter how disgusting i feel afterward.
in other news, bank of america has once again raped me in the butt with their heinous overdraft charges -- there's five this time, at 35 bucks a pop. why can't they just decline my card, instead of letting me buy something? nooooo, they let the Starbucks transaction go through, and now i've just paid $38 for a latte. shitheads.
with that said, i'm bringing my cowie bank to the coinstar machine tomorrow. i just spent the last half an hour scouring the house for loose change. i think i found at least another ten bucks! i might just be able to fill up my gas tank all the way this week! i'm on fire!

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