Sid Hoffman or Sid Fwenchman?
Sid Hoffwenchman. You lose.
Well, it has been continuously pouring out since Tuesday. I, like a dumbass, decided to go running on Tuesday when I got home from work. It wasn’t raining to bad, and I was hoping that mother nature, the bitch that she is, would hold out for the half hour that I’m out running. ‘Bout halfway through my run, it started to downpour….seriously, the rain was hurting my face that’s how hard it was raining. By the time I got home, I was completely soaked right down to my sports bra. Hows that for dedication?
Ahhhh, April 15th….quite possibly the busiest day of the year for the post office. Last night, I had a mini-meltdown about my taxes. See, they were all done on Sunday, but we didn’t have any ink for the printer. (I do my own taxes). We finally got ink for the printer yesterday. So, after American Idol (which, btw, was pretty decent- LaToya made me remember how much I love Westside Story), I decided to wander downstairs to print out my tax return. I cannot stress enough how much I HATE my computer. First, the printer was having a malfunction…it said that there was a paper jam, but there wasn’t. Kinda reminded me of Office Space “why does it say paper jam when there is no paper jam? I swear to God, one of these days, I just kick this piece of shit out the window.”). I smacked some sense into the printer, and thought I was good to go. WRONG! Then the tax program wouldn’t open. I was about to go postal. Oh, and yeah, my mom wasn’t helping either. She kept telling me that I should wait for my father to get home…..I’m like WTF is he gonna do, he doesn’t know jack about computers. I must have restarted my computer like 10 times. I finally got it open, printer out my taxed and thought I was on my way. I attached my W2 forms, wrote the checks, and licked the envelopes closed. Yeah, then I realized that I hadn’t signed them. Grr. Lol.
So the moral of the story is that my taxes are completed, and on their way to the IRS. Whooooppeeee. Now I am at work, and I am so very very bored.
Well, it has been continuously pouring out since Tuesday. I, like a dumbass, decided to go running on Tuesday when I got home from work. It wasn’t raining to bad, and I was hoping that mother nature, the bitch that she is, would hold out for the half hour that I’m out running. ‘Bout halfway through my run, it started to downpour….seriously, the rain was hurting my face that’s how hard it was raining. By the time I got home, I was completely soaked right down to my sports bra. Hows that for dedication?
Ahhhh, April 15th….quite possibly the busiest day of the year for the post office. Last night, I had a mini-meltdown about my taxes. See, they were all done on Sunday, but we didn’t have any ink for the printer. (I do my own taxes). We finally got ink for the printer yesterday. So, after American Idol (which, btw, was pretty decent- LaToya made me remember how much I love Westside Story), I decided to wander downstairs to print out my tax return. I cannot stress enough how much I HATE my computer. First, the printer was having a malfunction…it said that there was a paper jam, but there wasn’t. Kinda reminded me of Office Space “why does it say paper jam when there is no paper jam? I swear to God, one of these days, I just kick this piece of shit out the window.”). I smacked some sense into the printer, and thought I was good to go. WRONG! Then the tax program wouldn’t open. I was about to go postal. Oh, and yeah, my mom wasn’t helping either. She kept telling me that I should wait for my father to get home…..I’m like WTF is he gonna do, he doesn’t know jack about computers. I must have restarted my computer like 10 times. I finally got it open, printer out my taxed and thought I was on my way. I attached my W2 forms, wrote the checks, and licked the envelopes closed. Yeah, then I realized that I hadn’t signed them. Grr. Lol.
So the moral of the story is that my taxes are completed, and on their way to the IRS. Whooooppeeee. Now I am at work, and I am so very very bored.