Suicide

It is 12:17AM and yes, I'm blogging. Why, you ask? Two reasons: I'm on the phone with my father doing his taxes (yes, that's a proper read: HIS TAXES) and this computer is SUPER slow. The fact that the taxes still aren't done is not even a factor in my upset because it is my father's M.O.

As I sit here listening to 99X.com, I'm starting to think I need a boyfriend. Not to cuddle, chat or share love with; someone to distract me from tapping myself out for the betterment of my brother and my dad. That's it, I just need someone else to occupy my time so I'm not sitting in front of a computer at 12:23AM on tax day getting yelled at because I wasn't fast enough to get it taken care of by midnight. When did this ordeal start? At 10PM.

So what's today's lesson? Let's see...
A) My father will never change so it's up to me to make a change.
2) This whole "file by midnight" business is BS
and
D) Next year, I'm gonna have Valerie do BOTH our taxes months in advance so I'm not the one sitting here at 12:27AM contemplating suicide.

Thanks, Uncle Sam.

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