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I am now the proud owner of (1) a brand new, entirely toilet-water/urine-free cellphone, and (2) a new pair of glasses, which have delivered me from the agony of old, worn contact lenses. In fact, I'm wearing them right now; as anyone who has experienced it knows, it's strange wearing glasses again after such a long streak with only contacts -- there's a very weird and awkward, "I'm looking out from inside a fishbowl" visual distortion that'll pass within a few hours, but in the meantime I'm ogling at the room around me like a newly pubescent teen would a porno mag. I'm still lacking many phone numbers that I once had, so call me up. One of my professors today, in discussing the transition to the "new financial environment" of the U.S. (during which a number of regulations regarding interest rate ceilings and reserve requirements were loosened in such a way that commercial banks greatly benefited) started saying something wild about "the bankers celebrating their new fortunes and their fountains of champagne were lubricating the wheels of Congress." The words themselves, combined with his mediterranean accent, were just plain hilarious. OK, I'm off to go get some food. Happy birthday, roommie!