March 16, 2003
Lazy Afternoon
I did my taxes this weekend, or should I say, I organized my tax material so the nice man will do them for me. This is the first year since I started working, sixteen years ago, that I was unable to file the 1040EZ form, otherwise they would have been done and I would have had my refund by now. But no, this year I was a consultant, and I made over the base amount for the EZ form, and I have too many deductions...WTF? It's so hard. Why is it so hard?
Now I have to find time to meet with the man who will do my taxes. I probably won't get it done before I leave. I'm starting to wonder if I'll be going anywhere after Monday. Happy Saint Patty's Day everyone. I hope it all works out. And then there's this obnoxious virus thing that won't die. Jeez. Let's see, what else. I wonder if doppler radar will detect swarms of locusts. Silly me, I'm sure it will.
So then I finished up my case of Rolling Rock...there were only three left...OK, four. And then I finished off the third season of Buffy. I totally loved "Doppelgangland" with evil Willow. That was really cool. I had no idea that Anya was on the show for so long. And I already knew Buffy blew up the school, ooops, spoilers, I'm sorry, but I wish that she and Faith ended differently...see how I hid that? Now I have to wait until June for season four, of which I have seen nothing. So that's cool.
What else. It was supposed to rain today, but it was sunny instead. And I was inside with my calculator and pencils, finally singing to the song I've searched for: "I put my arms around him, yes / I pull him down to me so he can feel my breast." I love that. It's so...I don't know...not me. I can just imagine someone grabbing the back of their boyfriend's head, by the hair, and pushing his face into their chest, bosom or no. It's, I don't know. I think Bette Midler, I think Tina Turner, I think Karen Walker, I think of me with...oh never mind.
Oh, I found the absolute bomb of shareware. (I am so too old to say the word "bomb" in a non-incendiary sense.) It's called the Konfabulator, and it is simply the coolest little piece of software. You'll just have to take my word for it, unless you're running OS X, in which case, head on over and check it out. The weather widget is beautiful, but I wonder if it works properly. I have had it for about two weeks now, and I never see the numbers rise above 60 degrees F or below 50 degrees F. Maybe that's just the Bay Area talking to me. I'm not complaining.
I guess that's it. I'm sort of in a quandry about this coming weekend. I mean, I'm looking forward to getting out of town, but I'm not looking forward to why I'm getting out of town. Growing up sucks, even if you're pretty much grown up to begin with. I wish I had a dog. A dog would make me feel better, I just know it.
Good night.
