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well today went to the bank with tom. i had to pay some bills. got the hot teller again, and she asked me (again) if mr. mcgurk was my father. apparently he banks there quite often (which my dad doesn't, he's only there once a month) so we figure that it might be someone else even though she says she thinks his name is ed.
after the bank, we met john lee at harveys before going to play tennis. i hate tennis, i suck too much. my natural swing is a uppercut motion, which is pretty good for baseball but it sucks for tennis. i put the ball over the fence too many times to count and i i can't seem to serve. even though i hate it i'm going again tomorrow, cuz i should be doing something active instead of sitting around all day.
i'm somewhat looking forward to work. i hate starting work at somewhere new, or going anywhere that is new for that matter. i'm too shy when it comes to stuff like that. ah well, i'm just gonna have to bite the bullet and hopefully get through it without too much trouble.