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Posted on 2005.14.04 at 13:09
How I feel about it all: discontentdiscontent
Soundtrack: Bee Gees - Stayin' Alive
Okay, so I opened the envelope with all my mail from work, which supposedly contained my W-2s. They're not there.

*sigh* So now will have to stop at work sometime tomorrow and get them and race frantically to get my tax return filed, probably while I'm on a train.

If I can't find them, I guess I'll file an extension.

And yes, it is my own fault for procrastinating.


And also:

DEAR RED SOX NATION,

CURT SCHILLING DID JUST FINE LAST NIGHT. IT WAS THE #@&$@! OFFENSE THAT NEEDS WORK.

MANNY? JOHNNY? JASON? PAPICANYOUHEARMEEE?

LOVE ANYWAY,

ME





*flails*

Comments:


Really Sunny
willysunny at 2005-04-14 21:59 (UTC) ()
I love it when you flail.

Also, *hugs* We're filing this evening. Procrastination is our friend.
try to catch the deluge in a paper cup
primroseburrows at 2005-04-14 23:40 (UTC) ()
I'm filing teh extension. Then I have four months.
The dreamer is still asleep
inspiredlife at 2005-04-14 22:09 (UTC) ()
ohh...good luck with the filing. I actually did it early this year (and by early I mean yesterday). I agree with willysunny - procrastination is your friend!

Also, I'm totally with you about Kurt - he was just fine. Damn offense! *grumble, grumble*
try to catch the deluge in a paper cup
primroseburrows at 2005-04-14 23:39 (UTC) ()
Yes. Johnny, my love, come through for mama.
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