There's one for you and nineteen for me, cause I'm the tax man

So I've discovered about myself that there's very little about mundane life activities that I enjoy. For instance, today I have to file my taxes. Just the thought makes me cringe...not because it's an arduous task, not because I'm nervous about it...but because it just seems like such a waste of time when I could be doing something so much more magnificent and fabulous.

But no, I'm sitting here under these fluorescent lights all by myself in this office, working while the rest of the free world is tanning this or climbing that or something more spring-break-y than this, and what am I doing? Filing my taxes.

Sometimes the grown-up world just makes me want to cry.