Mmm, coffee. Okay, onerous tasks, I name thee: Sort recyclables. Corporate financials. Bedroom cleanup. And weeding as a bonus, because I kinda like weeding.

Everybody should come to SF and eat of our food trucks.

omg, I totally think I qualify for the first-time homeowner credit. It didn't exist at a fed level in 2002 if I am reading things right AND since I lived in my place for 5 consecutive years and bought the new place within the window in 2010, I qualify. people who know more about tax stuff, please chime in.

Taxes and finding all the paperwork I need for my taxes will be my onerous task, btw. So many little forms that I kept in an easily scattered pile rather than filing as they came in.

Onerous task complete. Picking up a prescription. Ordinarily not onerous, especially on such a nice day, but my ankle has been hurting like hell this week, and the pharmacy I use is located such that walking is the only option.

Oh well, back in the office and it was nice to get outside today.

Come to think of it, coming back to work on a day like today is pretty damn onerous as well.

It didn't exist at a fed level in 2002 if I am reading things right AND since I lived in my place for 5 consecutive years and bought the new place within the window in 2010, I qualify. people who know more about tax stuff, please chime in.

Seriously, that was an option? ::whimpers::

Well, given the unsettled situation with my job, there was no way I was going to put my house on the market within the window. Bah.

In other news, my onerous task for the day is to mail my property taxes (which I forgot to do until after the deadline and now I am paying a $200 late fee, argh). And to clean my desk off, which is piled high with papers and reports. I would much rather go for a long walk and listen to Terry Pratchett audiobooks.

My onerous task was not punching the happy grinning guy in the cafe in the face. I expect there will be more onerosity in my day.

I have some meetings I really need to set up, but when I face in the direction of the task, everything evaporates like will o' the wisps. Why is that?

Washington Post's annual Peep Diorama Contest winner's gallery.

I can't stop sneezing. And am suddenly obsessed with buying a place. Maybe in two years? Of course, maybe prices will be crazy by then. Ah well.

I am still trying to get the few things I need to finish my onerous tasks for the week, and it is still nearly impossible.

I should be grading. Instead, I'm watching the vegan parts of the internet freak out. A blog just revealed that the big vegan magazine has been using stock photos to illustrate their recipes, rather than photos of what the recipe actually makes, and quite a few of them have been photos of foods that contained meat. Most of them were things like a vegetable stew illustrated with a photo of a chicken stew where you can't actually see the chicken, really. But one of them was a BBQ plate, where the recipe was for some sort of vegan protein with BBQ sauce (I think it was seitan), and they took a stock photo of a plate of ribs and photoshopped the bones out.