Random Thoughts

I'm full of hate for the IRS. They never got my amended return. I'm glad I called, but pissed that I didn't call before now. =( I have to re-send it and it'll probably take like 30 days to even show on my account. All this after like..15 damn minutes of my lunch on the phone. This means that somewhere there is a copy of my return floating around. I'm so very excited at the prospect. Not that my credit is very good to begin with, but I still don't want my soc. security number floating around. I'm so goddamn irritated right now. BOO IRS! BOO! I suppose it's better to know something than to know nothing, and perhaps this means I'll actually have money for my birthday to do something. I may actually have a party, not real sure yet. For sure I will if Val is in town, otherwise my parties tend to turn into non-parties. I'd rather just sit at a bar and tell people to come see me there if they want as my house is just too far away for people to come and ...

Ed. Note - I was going to put that in quotes from the Cranberries song, but it says "all my dreams" and then "what it seems"...how can it be ALL MY and then IT? It's bothering me. Yes, I'm a grammar nazi like that. But only some times. I dreamt of a gorgeous baby girl last night. Very, very darling, but very, very sick. (I'm not a comma nazi) I don't know how sick, or why, but she wouldn't wake up to eat, only if she had a dirty diaper. And then an ex co-worker of mine was supposed to come over to my house to pick me up, so I was trying to clean this baby girl up quickly. And it was my old house, like from when I was a teenager. But shit was everywhere. Literally. Ha. It's not really surprising that I'm dreaming of babies. I feel lately like I'm surrounded by them. It's not a bad thing, though it's difficult, cause I want to hold all these babies and they aren't really mine to hold. I think it's interesting that what ...

The day started out well. The IRS acknowledges my presence as of Thursday, and I'm so glad cause it was like the IRS never knew me. Like it was just giving me that awful high school head nod in recognition from that boy I really liked. Or maybe I'm just crazy. They kept telling me they had received my information and that if no errors were found I would have my refund by the 5th. I've only checked it about ten thousand times since then, cause I KNOW that before the end they will have an actual refund date, not just that crap about having it "by" the 5th. I kept thinking that it would happen by this Friday, and my step was lighter as this would save my ass from paying rent late. Instead? After 3 (or 4) checks today, it has reverted back to not acknowledging me. Now it says that I may have entered information incorrectly and to check back in three weeks. Is the IRS stupid? As stupid as that? To think that my white trash poor ass would not be waiting rather impatient...

I've been working since Sunday, and I am SO ready for the weekend. I even have plans Friday. And the whole day off to be lazy and get ready to go out. Tammi and Jenn and I are going for sushis, and then possible coffees, and maybe even dessert! The height of decadence! And I deserve it! LOL. Today is officially my Thursday and I've been working in Tara's room which means little distractions from others, and it's not any sort of big deal that I am lunching at "my" desk today. Cause it's not really my desk and no one can be worried that I'm supposed to be working, as I am totally isolated. I like the isolation occasionally, I know it can drive Tara crazy and I could see that. If I was FORCED to do it every day, I'd probably get sick of it too. Anyhow. YAY! I'm so happy that I'm almost at the end of my week. It's been crazy, late one day, early the next. Tomorrow I can somewhat sleep in and then come in and get check run done. Check run da...

I HATE the IRS today. I hated them yesterday, I hated them Sunday. I am going to hate them until they can give me some sort of date on when I can expect my return. It was "accepted" on Saturday, but then we had to have a "holiday" weekend. Holiday for everyone except us that is. Seriously, the school was closed and we STILL had to be open. I guess it's too much to ask to have 2 paid holidays in January. GOD FORBID. I'm so not having money by this Friday, my day off like last year. It's sucked, cause the company sent the W-2's here to the company instead of sending them to my house, or else I would have actually had them like...Tuesday last week. And I would probably have money by now. It's just that the longer it takes for the IRS to even acknowledge they have them, the longer it takes until I can pay my rent. The longer it takes until I can spend money freely. Instead I'm freaking as every tiny cent disappears. Like...we need milk? NO WE DON...

Now, I don't expect this on-line filing to be instantaneous...however, I do expect them to tell me the damn truth. A while ago, they (IRS) said that my refund would get to me by Feb. 22. I thought this was cool, then. Then, about a week later, they changed the date and told me that I would get it by the 15th. Even better, so I start making my plans and figure I can spend a little more outta my paycheck and pay more on bills later. Well, now they say that they will mail the refund on the 18th....WTF! The IRS is screwing with me. Those bastards. I was SO excited to think that next week I would have almost a 3 thousand dollar check in my hand, but NO, now the IRS has taken away my money for another week. I am so mad right now. Damn those accountants *teehee*.

Well, tax returns say that they will be here by next Tuesday. So, now I really have to plan this girl's night thingie. I have so many ideas, but I know I will just be lucky to get my house cleaned. And clean I must, it is super-scary there. So, I still don't know what works for everyone. I am fairly free for the rest of the month and I have informed that boy that he will need to find something to do. I told him, that as much as he is the honorary girl when my friends come over, he can't really be a girl *grin*. So, he said, why are you all gonna have lesbian sex, I was like, oh yeah. That is what girls do at slumber parties. He only wishes. But, my friend Tammi is going to bring her manicure set and Ariel will prolly help with cleaning and maybe trying to put my yard to rights. And, I am up for any suggestions. I didn't go to very many slumber parties, so I don't know games. I have some board games and maybe we could watch some movies. Girly-movies.....doesn't t...

Hey all. Crisis narrowly averted. I called the IRS - How sad is it that I would rather call the IRS than my ex? - and they said since he didn't provide more than half of my son's support last year, it doesn't even matter. So, I hope he doesn't try and take a dependent care credit, cause boy will he be fucked. Yay! I don't have to go to jail *grin*