My taxes are done! OK, still in pencil, so I can double check I put the right numbers in the right boxes later when I'm not hating the oh-so-tiny boxes, but DONE. And I think the state owes me money this time. But I have to double check that since their instructions are so weird that twice I've swapped numbers and gotten a stern letter demanding money a few months later.
Rugs are vacuumed.
Bras were purchased. Since for once they had my style and size, it wasn't an exercise in tears. However, stupidly expensive. $100 total anyone? Ahrg. And they only last about 9 months in rotation, before they start losing their structural integrity. Sigh.
Decided I didn't feel like grocery shopping along with all the superbowl people and the stupid nonstop rain. But that has to happen tomorrow, since I have to make cookies for work. I don't want to. But I will.
Grocery shopping tomorrow evening will be the sweetest thing ever.
I have achieved a shredder! I know what I'm doing tonight! Man, my life is teh lame.
Betty Friedan died.
Whoa! I didn't know she was ill! (I also didn't realize she was 85.)
Truthfully, I didn't realize she was still alive. But I will light a candle tonight in her memory. I take the shape of my life for granted -- a single woman supporting herself at the age of almost 35, essentially assuming that whatever I want to do, I can -- and it's her work that made such a large contribution toward making the world a place in which I can have that life.
Also, I still have the right to decide what I do with my uterus, and, again, she made a large contribution toward getting the country to a place that allows that. For now. And that, too, is something I take for granted.
$100 total anyone? Ahrg. And they only last about 9 months in rotation, before they start losing their structural integrity. Sigh.
Ouch. That is dear.
I don't have input on celebrity ins and outs. Yet. I'm still waiting for my big break. OK, not really.
I'm watching H:Lots "Gas Man" and am ensconced on the couch for a quiet DVD and web filled Saturday evening. There will be no tax work involved.
And that was for 4 ON SALE. Sigh.
Oh yeah, I meant to say RIP, Betty Friedan.
Oh that Allyson Hannigan movie trailer keeps cracking my shit up.
So you have ON tv now?
I'm starting on my second tub of posole. Which means I've consumed roughly 12 cups of posole this week. Eek. So much for variety..( I did supplement it with tamales, a bit of steak and whatnot, but still.)
Well at this moment yes. I have managed to watch over 5 hours of DVRd TV since last night, so it's not as if it isn't on at all, just in spurts.
RIP, Betty Friedan.
Hey, does anyone know if seafood importers or restaurants often end up dumping stock into the ocean? I can't even begin to figure out how to get an answer to this, absent calling up random seafood restaurants...
