tax frenzy
I’m in full tax meltdown. This happens every October when I spend the first two weeks of October stumbling about trailing bits of tax documentation and math flotsam, guzzling coffee and muttering “We’re all going to die.”
I’m in full tax meltdown. This happens every October when I spend the first two weeks of October stumbling about trailing bits of tax documentation and math flotsam, guzzling coffee and muttering “We’re all going to die.”
So a friend and I are headed to New Orleans for Halloween. Oh yez. Up your insurance policies and, as the Doctor says: “Basically. Run.” This kind of high fallutin’ All Hallow’s Eve action requires costumes. I am torn between three: WWII Pin Up Girl? Star Wars Fighter Babe? Or the ever constant […]
The end — Of the month approaches. Am I doing taxes? [Which cannot be extended past October 15th oh the humanity!] Bills? Billings? Replacing the tragically life cut short wardrobe mirror — which better be replaced soon before I break my neck climbing onto the side of the tub in heels to check my […]