Monthly Archives: March 2006

Well, that’s how the saying goes, isn’t it?

Money has been on my mind quite a bit recently. For starters, I just finished my taxes and what should have been a healthy little exercise turned out to be quite a lot less fun than normal (which isn’t much fun at all).

I had done my taxes on the H&R Block website last year, for free, so went to sign in this year. I go through the whole process without a problem and get to the end and leave it to check on a few things with Rian (and in hopes that it will somehow give me more of a refund. lol) and I get back, thining all I have to do is basically “click” send when it tells me that I can’t e-file (on any site, period) because of my filing status.

Fine, I’ll just print it out so I talk to their chat helper person – the first one who doesn’t recieve my messages and closes the window sooo I talk to another and he keeps telling me to click links which aren’t there because, as it turns out, I have to pay. He tells me that, in order to use this service for free, I need to register a new account and cannot import any of my information.

Okay, fiiine! Be that way if you want. So I go to register a new account and they won’t let me select the status I want at all! After a few phone calls to the IRS, I order some forms to be sent to me because I have no printer ink and don’t know the password to Wendy’s computer. >_>

However, my aunt and I stopped off at the library a few days later and picked up the forms I needed (and instructions!) after I went driving. So, yesterday I start my taxes and I finish my federal, only to see that I somehow owe them money, but H&R Block had said I’d be getting a refund.

As it turns out, I forgot to -ahem* claim myself and after I fixed that minor error, I got the same results as I had on the web site and went ahead and did my state taxes, as well. I intended to send them off today but became distracted by Maple Story. -lol*

My taxes are about a third of what they were last years, which seems to be common among everyone I know. -stomps* I want money, dammit!

Speaking of – we finally recieved our bonus checks from work for not going over our alloted accidents for the safety committee. They kept telling us it was “$500” but it turns out, that they took out taxes – about $150 from mine. They might as well not tell us to expect anything because we expect what they say and a lot of people made plans for all of the $500. I really don’t need it, but it’s the principle of the thing, y’know?

I thought I was starting to save up the money I’d spent, but my checking account has quite a bit less than I thought – I think because I forgot to factor in bills. Damn them!

As I’m looking at my account statement, I see that I’m beeing charged for Emusic.com and while I signed up for a free trial several months ago, and haven’t used it since, they seem to think it’s okay ot start billing me without even letting me know, so I sent them a scathing e-mail demanding my money back! d=

Alas, I need to throw my clothes in the washer and hit the sack, like I intended to do almost an hour and a half ago!

hearing: Ozzy – See You On The Other Side
feeling: Cold and dirty
browsing: Overhead in New York

Girl: How come you don’t eat me out anymore?
Guy: You have ridiculously strong thighs.
Girl: So?
Guy: When you cum you crush my head.
Girl: Jesus, you’re such a pussy.

–L train

feeling: Headachey and extremely tired

So, after about an hour of sleep I’m all refreshed and ready to work tonight – not. I went to bed around noon but just couldn’t manage to fall asleep, probably because I slept so much and so late this morning.

Anywhoo, I was waiting for Mom to call when she was done with work so Wendy and I could go over there and iron on some transfers to make Wendy a Dir en Grey tank top for her concert on Tuesday.

Unfortunately, it just wasn’t going right from the get-go. First, Wendy had to run home because she realized she forgot the shirt. LOL. Then I realized I had to invert the images (I lost the main instruction sheet and couldn’t remember since it’d been so long and the only one I had said you didn’t need to invert it)! Finally, we get to ironing after running home twice, having Floppy jump on the ironing board with the hot iron, and it doesn’t work.

It wouldn’t peel off. The paper hardened and stuff to the shirt. So we figure we’ll iron the back just to see if that would work and it turns out the image wasn’t inverted even though we’d run home to invert it? It didn’t work anyway so we attempted to peel the hardened paper from the tank top but that failed, too.

So now I’m home with a headache and no sleep and I have the distinct pleasure, no, honour of going in to work. Not only do I get to work with Diane (aka the slowest cashier on the face of the planet) and Kim (aka read my “Dear X” post) but the new overnight CSM, Katie, starts. After working there for a full 3 weeks she earns promotion – how the hell?! Anyway, I’ll miss Deb once she goes back to grocery but hopefully I’ll be out of there soon – I applied for 10 or so places online a few days ago.

hearing: Some country song
feeling: Tired but ambitious

The first major update is that I have renamed Canadia to Hockeyland USA. Canadians will now be known as Hockeylandics. Anyone who has any problem with this decision will be beheaded by me, Tsarina Cole the Terribly Great of Hockleyland USA. Actually, I’m not from Hockeyland USA but since I renamed it, I decided to appoint myself the new ruler. Prime Minister what? In all seriousness, now you Hockeylandics can’t insult Americans because you are officially apart of the USA! Ha!

On a truly serious note, I’m pretty happy with my most recent purchase: a new vacuum. It was $15 cheaper than the piece of shit I was using which had been a housewarming present from Mom and Tim and is about 15 times better, too. It sucks, in a good way. I picked up and vacuumed the living room so now it’s not such a mess. Maybe it’ll spur Wendy into cleaning something. Nah, who am I kidding?!

I find, though, that I have no place to put my stuff because Ashley’s stuff is in the closet. Actually, it’s just one exercise machine but it takes up the whole damned thing and her stupid broken piece of crap fake tree is sitting in my front hall because I don’t want to waste the effort to put it in the basement. Just get the shit out of my house!

Speaking of, I could put my stuff in the basement but a) it’s too much effort b) I’d need someone’s help c) I’d just be moving it in a few months, anyway and d) there are a ton of spiders down there. Besides, the tree smelled all gross when we brought it up anyway.

Enough of that. It seems that I will be doing some work for Regeneration magazine which is really cool! Check it out!

Lastly, I’ve updated the vote link on the blog pages. (oops!) and added an affiliate. I’ll try to upload a new song for you guys to download, too.

You know what’s crazy? How I’ve deleted, literally, hundreds off e-mails from my Gmail account and I still have 1921 left! It’s unbelievable that I could have more than that in the first place, though I do use it for all my mailing lists/Yahoo groups so I can keep up with music!

I’ve also taken on the task of typing up song lists for all my burned Cd’s, some of which are years old. It’s interesting to remember old songs I used to (and still do!) love and the ones I can’t quite recall as well. I’ve had to Google a lot of lyrics. So far I’ve typed up about 20. I knew I had some actually written down somewhere to I turned my room upside down looking for those little yellow papers only to remember I had typed them up months ago and they were already on my computer. -lol* I am such a dork!

Anyway, in that process I wound up going through a lot of my papers and while I threw many of them away, I found an article about Amanda after she died, lots of pictures of old friends and a lot of crappy, angsty poetry which I wrote when I was either a) depressed b) in love c) broken-hearted or d) all of the above. I really am a pack rat and hold on to a lot of shit I don’t need. I tossed a couple of binders of school stuff which is almost 2 years old, although I’m going to keep all my French stuff because I hope to relearn it and actually use it someday.

Anyway, enough from me for now.