Wow! Doing taxes is so much fun! Mhm. And I’m so glad that Sean keeps such impeccable records for Cyanotic. I think I give up for this weekend. Gotta save some of this for later, because I just love it so so much! On the bright side, I only have to file taxes in one country this year. I think. (You know, I’d better check on that.) I do get to do two sets of state taxes. Whee.
In order to avoid all of these mind-taxing taxes, I’m planning to redesign this site. I am a bad, bad blogger. Or, you know. I guess I’m not, if you know what the word weblog really means and all (durrr… it means a log of things found on the web — not a journal — maybe I’m just a blog snob). But yeah. I didn’t intend for this thing to be primarily linkage. So I am going to do one of two things: a) move the links to a sidebar and post some actual content more frequently, or b) give in and blog away, but with expanded commentary (and not using del.icio.us). A page full of del.icio.us links with two word comments is pretty lame, because you could get that right here. I’m not enjoying the redundancy.
I am telling you this in hopes that I will feel stupid if I don’t get around to actually doing anything. I’m kind of known for laziness and procrastination. It probably won’t work, because how stupid can I feel when it seems that very few people visit this site. But it’s something. The only way I ever seem to be able to get anything done is when I am trying to avoid doing something more important (e.g. those damn taxes). It’s been hard lately, since I’m not taking any classes. I guess that’s my entire creativity drain problem right there… I’ve got nothing to put off doing lately. It would also explain why I was completely unable to be sufficiently artsy-fartsy while in art school, despite pumping out pretension all through high school. It’s what I was supposed to be doing. I hate doing what I’m supposed to. Yesterday I resorted to doing $20 worth of laundry and spending eight hours cleaning in order to avoid those nasty taxes. Predictions for future receipt-sorting avoidance measures include alphabetizing my underwear, Scotchguarding the ceiling, updating my personal information with government agencies, responding to e-mail…
I really like your glasses, and I think you look pretty.
There! Avoid thinking about that and get those taxes done!!!
I really like your glasses, and I think you look pretty.
There! Avoid thinking about that and get those taxes done!!!
Well thank you. I’m not sure how this is meant to persuade me to get to work on those taxes, though. I think it’s hopeless. It pretty much entails doing a years worth of accounting for my husband’s band. And his records are useless. I may be an economics student, but GRRR.
Well thank you. I’m not sure how this is meant to persuade me to get to work on those taxes, though. I think it’s hopeless. It pretty much entails doing a years worth of accounting for my husband’s band. And his records are useless. I may be an economics student, but GRRR.
Sorry my records suck so bad (and I know this is a little late). My head is leaking.
Sorry my records suck so bad (and I know this is a little late). My head is leaking.