In some aspects of my life I feel lately like every social skill I’ve ever had has drained out of me, that I’ve been talking for the last fifteen minutes in a high-pitched voice on ideas and theses about which my interlocutors have no reason to know or care. Not so good.
Does anyone have any horror stories or endorsements of MBNA’s credit card service? They seem to have the best interest rates in the country, and I’m in the process of applying for one to replace my BoI Visa card. I won’t write you out the story of my issues with the latter, because it’s a beautiful day and I feel like tuning out feelings of hatred at faceless corporations and the world in general.
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