Still getting all of my ducks in a row--for target practice, what else?!
Working on my taxes off and on this weekend, realizing that having a business that was more fun than profit is now more paperwork than either.
Nothing fires up the borderline anarchist in me like taxes. Numbers are fuzzy and abstract to my mind. Why can't I be left alone to enjoy my crumbs in peace?
Saturday, February 14, 2009
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