Step 1: get all earnings statements together
Step 2: go to turbotax.com. expect a simple and easy filing process like years past (and a refund)
Step 3: enter info from w-2 and see a "Federal Refund Due"
Step 4: enter info from 1099
Step 5: watch the green letters of "Federal Refund" turn into a red "Federal Tax Due" with digits rising to $861   !!!
Step 6: realize cheap fukn company screwed me by initially hiring me as
a "consultant," thereby categorizing me as "self employed"
Step 7: realize same fukn company also misfiled my earnings amount on
the damn 1099-thus forcing me to go thru a gajillion ppl to get it
corected.
Step 8: discover two more mandatory forms to file b/c of the damn 1099
Step 9: spend another 2 hours researching the instructions/clauses
behind these additional forms, and how to properly itemize legitimate
'business expenses'
Step 10: conclude that i hate everyone (including myself).
Step 11: give up, then resolve to file an extension and go to a
'knowledgeable tax preparer' instead, hoping that i dont have to owe $$
afterall.
Step 12: realize that filing an extension is fukn pointless- u're still required to pay the $$ u dont know if u owe yet.

I HATE TAXES!!!!!
but seriously, does anyone use H&R block? are they good? expensive? AHHH!!!!!

back from chi-town! i had a good time, sans rain- whooo hooo!!!! after the event the mag took me out to butter,
one of the top 20 new restaurants in the u.s.  i found it
comparable to wd-50 in nyc. had a weird jelly/yolk thing and a shot of
guac and chips...weird, but kool. so in the spirit of adventure i had
to get the weirdest thing on the menu: chicken and waffles with bacon
ice cream! the bacon ice cream was well, bacon ice cream. no other way
to explain it...i got nice and buzzed tho, yay! 

the only way i can get flowers: from biz associates.

the married with children fountain..."love and marriage...."

went to the art institute the next
day. i must say, it was very so-so. NOTHING compared to the met.
seriously, it looked like they took a toenail clipping from the met and
transferred it over to chicago.  they did have a really good
collection of picassos,renoirs,monets,van goghs, and seurats tho.

the only lowlite from the trip was this fukn CREEP stalking me.
*shudder*!!! GROSS. but i will definitely go back one day, if only to
watch a cubbies game. =)

so went to philly for the dodger game yesterday- but it got rained out!
no matter, we just got drunk at the stadium bar. Go
McFadden's!!!! 

lovebirds look like they bout to kiss!!! (in the freakin grocery store no less)

passed out in the freezin bus....

SHO cold..

y and i went to sunday brunch today, yay! but of course no more fukn
chicken apple sausage!!! i can't remember the last freakin time i had
chicken apple sausage. fukers. anyhoo, we sat next to the bachelor from
season 2.  we observed that him and his whole group of wannabe
c-listers were pretty good lookin. they also had a whole buncha grub,
more entrees than there were ppl.  plus he was makin out with this
chick with a barcode of a tattoo on the back of her neck. weird.

thompson sq. park afterwards- i daffodils!

it's midnite and i still feel so disgustingly full...egh.
me no wanna go to work manana....POO.

i feel like a cranky lil brat.  i dun wanna pack!!!!!
grrrrrrrrrrrr. i h8 packin. i've bin screwin around for amost 4 hours
now instead of gettin to work.  i even went thru my millions of
work emails and cleaned out my inbox- almost 3 gigs worth. 

and why the hell is it freakin snowing like mad, in APRIL??? i hate
this weather bullshit. and it's gonna be raining in chicago tomorrow.
god knows how much i detest the rain...he hates me.

hahahahah! jeter just bobbled a grounder and it ricocheted off his ugly mug, HAHAHAH. ok, i feel better now.

ugh- time to dick around s'more till i pass out and frantically wake up
tomorrow morning and throw everything into a suitcase.  smell
y'all later.

ahh.....it's that time again. perhaps the most wonderful time of the year...
i baseball.  makes me all happy and
filled with good vibes. i swear, baseball just automatically triggers
the release of seratonin from my brain...ahhh.

damn, i got the BEST double play today- first my foine ass tv hubby (i
swear to god he is just too damn hot. i question how god made a
creature that physically perfect), then my hot man in the hot corner.
*sigh*  i musta bin a very good girl today, YAY!

i just woke up!
i had come home specifically to do my laundry, and my ass just fell asleep. BOOOOOOO, dammit!
anyhoo, the weirdest part is, i had yet another
dream about this boy from the 2nd/3rd grade. he was my first ever
crush. why am i dreaming about him after 20 yrs??? strange....i was
tellin jhomo how we used to pencil fight under the desk when the
teacher was talkin, haha. i wonder whatever happened to him after all
these years...i wouldn't be surprised if he's still in ktown workin at
a gas station. i would hope otherwise for him tho...

so it's official- i am a wessyder! dropped off the check and picked up
my keys...now all i have to do is pack up all my shit and move it!
that's gonna be a huge pain in the ass. i will truly miss the les/east
village. i havent even explored it to the best of my capabilities, esp
all the cute lil restaurants. reason enuf to come back!

anyhoo, my sick ass actually made it to the blackalicious show yesterday- it was awesome. it's all about the booth!
in other great news, the weather was absolutely perfect today~! sooooo
nice. enjoyed a nice brunch outside with jhomo, then strolled along to
union square and met up w/ nay and les. now SHO SHAD i have to go to
work in 6 hours. fock!!!

jhomo's 1 yr nyc anniversary

wessyde! (or supposed to be)

jhomo down at blackalicious

check out the frikkin line at trader joe's!!! the insanity!!!!!! and the wine store hasn't even opened yet!

ok, gotta kill some time b4 going to work now...bleh.

heehee

back from phoenix...and i had a pretty damn good time.
my work obligations ended on thursday so the rest of the wknd was all my own.
the weather was fukin awesome, high 70's every damn day, and at nite i wore skirts and tanks. doesnt get much better!
i drove around all wknd (yup, i rented a car!!!!) and got lost almost
every single time, but it was so fukn awesome. i am a horrible driver.
but music blaring, ac blasting, carefree cruising...SOO FUN.

my pimp dodge stratus rental. wha whaaaaa?!  HA.

one of the highlites was going to the a's spring training game!!! i was
a bit worried that i'd feel like a complete loser since i was there
alone, but it was rilly fun. the whole atmosphere of a spring training
game is so different...lighter and more intimate, and ppl are always
talkin to u. the beers didnt hurt either. i planned to go to a suns
game too, but realized i woulda rilly
felt like a loser sitting alone indoors...in the nosebleeds. it's way
worse than going to a spring training game alone, that's fer
sure. 

the cutest thing- ALL the players were hangin over the fence practically the whole time!

my man zito...too bad he didnt pitch too well.

one big 420 party. jk- but almost as good, the smoke from the BBQ....mmmmmm.

i only laid out for a couple hours, but definitely got some tan lines.
just not where u can see them. there was some actor there at the pool
w/ me, but he sounded like such a jackass frat boy that he didnt
warrant a look. some dumb french ho came up to him tho asking in her
lil french accent,"are u a movie star?  can i get your
autograph?"  lame. afterwards i went and got me a nice deep tissue
massage...oooooooh. i was totally 
when i saw that the masseuse was a DUDE, but u know wut? they're so
much better b/c they're bigger and stronger. i felt like putty in his
hands.

also stole a glimpse into the other side of the curtain and flew first
class. me likey...so much room to snuggle in w/o a lardass taking ur
armrest, all u can drink liquor, food, and they actually give a damn
bout u.  it's almost like walking into a store where the sales ppl
follow u around askin if u need anything every 3 minutes, except it's
not annoying. needless to say, i had like 10 glasses of wine (no,
seriously). not to be a lush or anythng, but i wanted to see if i can
finally catch some zzz's on a plane. and i did! albeit a somewhat
uneasy sleep, but i still got an hour nonetheless. amazing. damn, this
poor bumpkin needs to start making alotta money...those economy class
seats are rilly gonna suck now.

and dude, arizona rilly does have alot of cacti. dunno how i came back w/o a single pic of one tho.

i've seen a lot and learned many a thing these past several
days...perhaps i shall enlighten u all sometime...maybe. perhaps. until
next time folks, try to be happy.

professional choker, yumbear killer
this guy doesnt do a damn thing other than choke.
i want to fukn kill him. if someone else doesnt do it first.
ARGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

but rilly tho, his ass can never go back to korea ever again if he wants to live.

*sigh*

but i am still proud to be a korean, fukers! KP!!!

that's it- i think i am just bout gone (out of my mind).
just got home and dunno wut to do.  i'm torn btwn screaming my ass
off, breaking everything in sight, crying myself to sleep, or
mindlessly watching tv until the numbness hides the pain.
i think i am officially broken. or at least suffered an enormously irreparable crack. 

there is no return on damaged goods.