Just spent the afternoon collating my tax information. I've put it off for awhile because I knew it wouldn't be good, and my accountant has played along, because we both know I've sunk below the point where I need "an accountant".
We used our unfortunate move to Bako (change of address, lot's of 1099's went to the old address, blah, blah.blah) as an excuse to whistle pass the graveyard for the past two months.
But the truth was bound to come out... I officially make a THIRD what I once made.
So...OK...let's look at the glass as one third full? Right?
RIIIIIIIGHT.
Im raiding the decorative wet bar.
