My sister is in the Dominican Republic. My brother's in Italy. Where am I? In Illinois, working on my taxes.It's funny how something that is only a big deal once a year is so stressful.
I hate taxes.
Not only did I spend seven hours on Wednesday and five hours on Friday working on them, but my mom and I spent another two hours redoing it. ALL of it.
The goods news about the two hours is it saved me $180 dollars that I don't have to pay. The bad news is I still owe a lot.
I hate taxes.
I don't think it would be so bad if I didn't think numbers were evil. Or if I didn't hate them. Or if... I don't think it would be so bad if I agreed with what the government was doing with the money. Sure, I think some things are good. But "No Child Left Behind?"
Yes! Let's pay the government to make American children less intelligent. As if they're not already stupid and behind, let's make the situation even worse.
I understand the government needs money, and I don't actually disagree with paying them. That doesn't mean I have to like it.
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