Flaaaaaaaaaaaming idiot.
Mar. 18th, 2008 02:17 amI've spent the last five hours or so getting frantically ready to get my taxes done tomorrow. I've been horrified at how much more complicated it is this year as opposed to last year, and terrified that I'm going to walk in there and Bob's going to be completely unable to help me, throwing me out of his office in a fit of pique. My floor is COVERED in piles of receipts, and I KNOW several large receipts from the building of the booth have gone missing, despite the fact that I thought I was being so careful in keeping them all in the same place.
Despondent-- well, okay, highly annoyed, I went into the kitchen to look for a snack. I pulled out my Treo to check the time for tomorrow's appointment-- and find it's on Wednesday. I do indeed have that extra day I need. WOOTY WOOOOOT!
But I'm still hungry. And the 24-hour McDonald's is calling me.
Despondent-- well, okay, highly annoyed, I went into the kitchen to look for a snack. I pulled out my Treo to check the time for tomorrow's appointment-- and find it's on Wednesday. I do indeed have that extra day I need. WOOTY WOOOOOT!
But I'm still hungry. And the 24-hour McDonald's is calling me.
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Date: 2008-03-19 12:55 am (UTC)