it's just money, right?
i actually managed to walk away from poker last night with money in my hand. it was amazing, especially considering i was the queen of deuces (2-7 anyone? how about a 2-6?), and ruled my queendom with a tight fist... though i coerced the minions with coconut creme pie ; )
today, the only thing on my agenda was to get my taxes done. i had planned on doing it last weekend using my dad's turbotax program, but realized when i was about 1 exit away from the house that i had forgotten all the paperwork in my house. awesome. so hung out with the mother-unit instead. this time 'round i came a little better prepared, until i sat down at the computer and realized i had no idea how to insert the disc into the mac. however, the technically-advanced mother of mine showed me the way she gets the computer to respond: she mashes down on the keyboard until something happens. i think she should write an operating manual.
got all the taxes in, deductions covered, and otherwise grumbles about the irs done. i actually like doing taxes... to me, it's like a choose your own adventure, with math... do you deduct? which line does it go on? what if you choose not to? what fun! until you have to write that check to the franchise tax board...
current mood: and why are you entitled to my money, california?