About a year ago, I found myself couch surfing for a few months at friends houses. It would seem that life isn't without its own sense of humor in that I now find myself in the exact same situation, more or less, as I did last year. Everything from taking the same exact class, to now looking for a new place to crash for the next year or so. The ramifications of said dejavu don't escape me, nor the humor one needs to move forward, but those details are forth coming. Touchè life, touchè.