January 2006
JANUARY 31, 2006 :: 03:28PM Secrets.
Jammin' to ... feelin'A wave of anxiety has come over me and I can't shake it. I can't even talk about it because it's supposed to be a big secret, and I don't know if involved parties read this site. It's nothing bad, just one big white lie made to keep feelings from being hurt for the time being. Well, I guess that does sound bad, but trust me it's not harming anyone. Certain people just feel entitled to things that they aren't, and for all of our sakes it's best if their panties are kept untwisted. So many secrets being kept from other people that I'm being let in on, and I wonder what secrets, if any, are being kept from me.
I'm just crazy talkin'. Maybe I'll do a raw entry.
Guess what time of year it is..... AUDIT TIME! Oh shit, and just as I glance at my computer clock I realize it's 1/31/06, and yesterday was my 5 year anniversary here. 4 audits under my belt and I hate it more and more each year. Every year my boss and I swear that we'll have a smooth audit, and every year we don't. The people who suffer the most are our stockholders who have to wait until the audit is over before they receive their K1s, which is something they need to file their taxes. I'm so glad I have a simple single-income, no children tax to file every year. I already got my Federal return back, and paid my stupid Cali taxes ($65).
And just for fun, here's a new picture of my baby.
JANUARY 25, 2006 :: 04:36PM Majorly Stressed.
Jammin' to ... feelin'There are few times in my life where I've been stressed out to the point of wanting to cry. Mini-crises at work are mostly to blame, the accident I got in last month is a large part, and the end of a relationship added a bit to it. The accident is what's currently got me in a sour mood. The bitch fucking flaked. I don't know why I didn't see it coming, but you know how hindsight is always 20/20. Her number is disconnected, so I sent her a letter via Fedex basically telling her I'm suing her ass. I can't believe I have to deal with this shit!
Then there's work. It's not that I'm working grueling 12 hour days, more like leisurely 12 hour days, but still, they're 12 hour days. It's by choice, though. I can either leave at 6pm on the dot and sit unproductively in traffic for 1.5 hrs, wasting gas, or I can sit in my comfy office chair getting some work done in peace and quiet. The only thing I like about summer is that I can leave the office at 7:30 and still enjoy some daylight. This whole dark at 5pm thing is really annoying. Otherwise, summer sucks.
There are other exciting and crappy things going on in my life, but I shant bore you with those details. At least not right now, maybe later.
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