I checked my checking account balance. I have seven dollars. I have seven dollars and two cans of soup in my refridgerator. I get paid on the 31st. I may die.
Oh, I've also got homework for what may be the most accelerated class I've ever been in due Thursday.
I fly home tommorow morning at 8:30 AM so I should be back to the Quad Cities around noonish. Hopefully I won't get "counter"-terrorized too badly
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