tiresome bank business
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Toronto, 1999.10.20
I called the bank fukkas. They told me to go to my branch for a copy of the letter of standing. I said to myself 'Yeah, I bet'.
twenty-seven years and one million words
I called the bank fukkas. They told me to go to my branch for a copy of the letter of standing. I said to myself 'Yeah, I bet'.
Some people talk about living every day like it might be their last. Maybe that's good advice. Carpe diem and all that. But perhaps it's better to try to live every day like it might be everyone's last. If there are people in your life who are important to you, let them know...
—Mark Bedford (quote taken from posting to fray.com)