| 11:20p |
Poetry, Old Men, and Taxes.
I've always had a minor interest in poetry, and I've even tried my hand at writing a few, but I have no real talent at it, or anything, really, when it comes to art. The fact that I will never create anything truly beautiful really bugs me, so I've decided that I will write a poem or something like it (since what I write is so terrible I feel like I would be besmirching the very name of poetry if I were to call it a poem. Haha!) several times a week so that one day something I create could be considered "beautiful".
Oh, and today I did my taxes for the very first time! It was just as exciting as I had expected it to be but I feel very mature for having done them, even though I procrastinated about finally getting them done for a bit too long. My mom advised me to change..something..so that the government takes more from my paychecks, but I already make so little that I really don't think I will.
And ever since I posted that ad on craigslist in a fit of boredom I have been harassed by a strange old man who is so desperate for me to hook up with him he is now offering me money. I have no intention of doing anything whatsoever, but I'm very curious to see how high he is willing to go. Ha.
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