Gunn: Well, how horrible is this thing? Lorne: I haven't read the Book of Revelations lately, but if I was searching for adjectives, I'd probably start there.

'Hell Bound'


Spike's Bitches 29: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


JZ - Apr 10, 2006 5:37:19 pm PDT #8574 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

::points to bt and Hec, nods vigorously::

Not to pile on, Gud, but I just get a constant sense of despair from you, that you're either bent over with woe or trying painfully hard and frustrated that none of the trying works, and there's never a word from you that your wife is also despairing or trying or feeling anything but aggrieved at you for not doing everything right.

ION, frell frell frell. I just spent 2 1/2 hours going over our taxes on the online version of TurboTax, and I can't make it tell me anything except that we owe a total of nearly $700. How can that possibly be, when last year we didn't even claim Emmett and this year we do?

I'm kind of hating TurboTax right now. It's making me feel stupid and clueless and it's not explaining anything; the free program we used last year had a very clumsy, ugly, slow interface and took three tries to accept any information I gave it, but at least it showed me little mock-ups of every single line in our tax return and let me track everything I was doing as I did it.

TurboTax is just asking me things that don't seem to make any sense and absorbing my answers and then, after an endless string of irrelevant questions about my advertising and mining-related expenses for the lousy $200 I earned at Faire (which apparently bumped us up a tax bracket, as it instantly increased our federal taxes due by $150), abruptly says HA HA STUPID MATH-INEPT FUCKO, YOU OWE THE FEDS BIG FAT MONEY. EAT IT! OH, THAT'S RIGHT, YOU CAN NO LONGER AFFORD TO EAT ANYTHING! HA HA!

It's possible that I am reading a bit much into the tone of its responses. But, really, I think not.


askye - Apr 10, 2006 5:40:57 pm PDT #8575 of 10001
Thrive to spite them

JZ -- ITurbo Tax made me feel stupid and computer illiterate and I was doing a simple 1040EZ form. I did get to the point where I found out how much I was getting back, but the website made me feel so stupid and useless I didn't trust it.

I finally gave up and tried HR Block -- it's much easier to use PLUS I got more money back.


brenda m - Apr 10, 2006 5:47:48 pm PDT #8576 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

JZ, I (just noticed that askye said the same thing) think it might be worth going in to H&R Block and seeing what they say. That doesn't sound right to me, and why drive yourself crazy figuring it out.


billytea - Apr 10, 2006 6:10:52 pm PDT #8577 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

Oh! I had a very cool dream last night. Lots of interesting stuff, but the best part was that there were these three pikas (a fourth had died, sadly) that I had to take back to their home (in Alaska, which is apparently a short flight from Melbourne these days).


Cass - Apr 10, 2006 6:22:09 pm PDT #8578 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

I slash my zeroes.
Binary porn...


Connie Neil - Apr 10, 2006 6:43:56 pm PDT #8579 of 10001
brillig

When I had easier access to a phone at work, Hubby would call me up just to tell me whatever silly joke had popped into his head. He always said that if he didn't get it out of his head it would fester and turn into something dreadful, and no one wanted that to happen.

Also, as he just said, climbing up on something and howling because you're lonely might work in the wolf world but is frowned upon in polite human society.

edit: Now he's afraid people are going to consider him sensitive and heartwarming. I think I'll tell him to belch or something.


billytea - Apr 10, 2006 6:47:49 pm PDT #8580 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

I used to call Bec every day, usually more than once. And now I call the Wallybee pretty much every day, though I wait for lunchtime. And thanks to the marvels of modern technology, I also send her lots of text messages. Long ones. Often four tiny texty pages long. I had to enter "Penguin" into my phone's dictionary! That is all shades of wrong!


sj - Apr 10, 2006 6:58:23 pm PDT #8581 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

When Dave is at work we usually e-mail each other a few times a day. Usually just quick notes. When I was working or when I'm in school he usually sends an e-mail to my cellphone to make me laugh and let me know he is thinking of me.


DCJensen - Apr 10, 2006 7:34:04 pm PDT #8582 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.

I'm going to weigh in with Insane Troll Mom. Wacky.

ION, here's a blog that asks the question, "What if the cast of House played characters in Casablanca?"


Spidra Webster - Apr 10, 2006 8:37:19 pm PDT #8583 of 10001
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.

That's it. I think billytea is my dream date.

People are just different. I love a steady back and forth with people I'm very close to. I don't often get it because not everyone I feel close to likes the phone or likes email or likes as much contact. I can well imagine that when two people who like close contact get involved with one another, they call each other quite a bit.

(((Gud))) What a lot of other people said. Any marriage counselor worth her salt should be facilitating a DIAlogue. Relationships are a two-way street and your wife should be working on cleaning her side of the street, too.

Gah. I haven't even started taxes yet. I've got a gig this Thursday, friends hijacking me to a stylist on Friday and proposing to hijack me for clothes shopping Saturday and I've got tons of medical expenses I need to deduct if only I can find the receipts in the moving/construction mess.