WTF? Life is kinda shitty right now. The job sucks, the luvah has distanced himself, and my skin is breaking out like there's no ProActive tomorrow. Today is my parents' 35'th wedding anniversary. I don't know how they did it. I guess they were lucky enough to find eachother so early on. I haven't really left my house these past few days. I feel like dog sh*t. I'm in a slump. A friend who is a business owner, has asked me to do his taxes for 2006. If you know anything about taxes, you know that filing a Schedule C for self-employed peoples, is quite involved... a.k.a. wicked pain in the ass. Friday night and I'm at home, alone, bored. Sulk, sulk. Might as well do some taxes. BFD.