The original title of this was mostly because of my teenage love for Jack's Mannequin's first album. And in a way, I guess I'd like to think my life really is a story for someone out there. I suppose it gives some meaning to all of the nothing.
Friday, November 16, 2012
My level of productivity is quickly diminishing as the night goes on, but I refuse to allow myself to go home until I fully understand two part tariffs and the Cournot model.