May 3rd, 2007

new year

I Rule (but you knew that, right?)

It was a day like any other, so I had a walk, was about to get back to writing 500 words, which of course is easy when you can get around to it, but then I collected the mail, and there was a big envelope from the Infernal Revenue Service that was not the nice slender check envelope I was expecting. Chords of doom here -- I'm sure you can hear them. The sense of panic when the IRS sends you a notice that they want several thousand dollars by the end of the month is nothing I would wish on anyone. Collapse )