I just read my email from Aldi for this week, and found this: [link]
Caramel Pecan Silk pie.
Hmm. I'll need a bigger bottle of insulin...
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I just read my email from Aldi for this week, and found this: [link]
Caramel Pecan Silk pie.
Hmm. I'll need a bigger bottle of insulin...
Found a pink leather bondage collar for my sister.
Bwahahahahaha.
A White Stag - like HP's Patronus in the Forest of Dean.
I'm a feeling a bit better. I was able to make the changes I could - I mean, I can't change the due date but at least I can pay what I didn't last month and uh, correct the future payments. (And I discovered that I was in much worse shape than I thought - there was only about $1.00 in my account before my paycheck was deposited!)
Yay vw!
Medical-ma to Aims' sister.
I have a headache.
Money~ma to sumi.
For the rest, it is all about the gronk.
I'm wired and giddy and bouncy (reflect on THAT for a minute, will ya -- ME, *bouncy*) because it's the 5-year anniversary of my back surgery, and I'm still 100% fixed.
I told my mom that I'd do a back flip to celebrate, except I don't know how to do a back flip.
Instead, I'm going to get re-blonde-ified in about an hour. That seems like a good way to celebrate. Plus, I gotta order my celebratory vertebra later today.
Todays Theme Is: Your Idiocy Is Not My Fucking Problem.
(Note: The following is a rough compilation of approximately half a dozen calls received just this morning from not just myself but my co-workers)
Phone: Happy Tax Day! Hang on to your butts! *ring*
Me: Aw, shitcakes with fuck-you frosting.
FuckCake(s) O' the Day: I have not received my W2 forms! WAAAAUUUUGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!
Me: Well, let me see something...we haven't gotten it back from the Post Office, so let me verify your address...is your address [this]?
FC(s)OtD: Yes, but I don't have my W2 and I have to file today!
Me: Well, okay. You can request a reprint, but we either need a written request with your name, SSN and the address to send it to along with a check or money order for $12.50, or, alternately, you can stop by with valid ID and $12.50 cash, check or money order.
FC(s)OtD: WHAT?! But it's not my fault I don't have my W2! It was, um...stolen! Yeah!
Me: I'm sorry to hear that, but we did send it to the correct address and we don't have it here, we have to request a reprint from the third party company that processes W2s for us, so those are your options.
FC(s)OtD: WWWAAAAAAAUUUUUUGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!! But, but, but...what am I supposed to do?!
Me: Send a written request with $12.50 or stop by with $12.50.
FC(s)OtD: WWWAAAAUUUUUUGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!
Me: ...
FC(s)OtD: WWWAAAAAAUUUUUUGGGGGHHHH!!!!!
Me: ...
FC(s)OtD: WWWWWAAAAAAAAUUUGGGGHHH
OMGWTFLATEFILINGDEATHFROMABOVEBLACKHELICOPTERSPLAGUEOFBOILSDOOMDOOMDOOM
WWWWWAUUUUUUGGGGHHH!!!!
Me: ...
FC(s)OtD: You suck. *click*
Me: And have a nice day.
::makes popcorn::
seriously - these are the things that went into the mail and were supposed to arrive by Jan 31, yes? Because when I don't see a client's 1099 by mid february, I start feeling like something's off. One of my colleges missed a 1099 once and filed it later, earning me a nice visit from the Man. Luckily, I'd declared it without their help... earning me a grumbly refund from the Man.
still would very much like to let the Man tend to the bonsai or whatever instead.
Teppy, happy back surgery anniversary!
He waited until today to call about a missing tax form? Idiot.
Tonight TCG and I are going to see Eddie Izzard live!
Congrats, vw!
Aims, I don't even know what to say. I'm sorry this has been such a roller coaster.