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I hate doing taxes. Apparently, there was some effin mistake in my forwarding address from my previous employer and it took months for my W-2 to find me (I didn't even realize there was any income in the previous tax year from them). I already filed my return (on time) and received my refund (not much), but this fucks everything up... now I need to file an amended return counting the other W-2. Meanwhile, there is probably a SWAT team of auditors loading their calculators with fresh batteries and marking my address as a waypoint on their GPS handhelds. Oy vey! I rented some movies... Va Savoir and Things You Can Tell Just by Looking at Her. I bought a couple bottles of wine and a big chew bone for Eclair. We're gonna have movie night together. I was going to get groceries, but I don't know where I would put them. My refrigerator is full... and I eat out a lot. If I decide to cook, I usually will just get the fresh ingredients from Whole Foods or Central Market (CM rawks!) that I need for the recipe, but as previously stated, I'm not into cooking for one... hence, "Garson!" Look how dirty my name is... bad table! Naughty table! Spank!