i know i will feel better after i run, but will i really, or will i just be even more pissed about the air? honestly i would like to just go back to bed, but then i would be pissed at myself for not doing a god damned thing today. i'm fucked.
i kind of feel like my husband torments me sometimes. it's like he has a radar for when i am on the edge, and he will say something like, "how are you going to pay your taxes for your business?" i know he didn't say it to be mean or anything, but i felt like, shit, i'm just trying to get my fucking business going, i don't want to worry about that right now! and by the way, how do YOU deal with YOUR taxes?? that's right, you DON'T because I DO. have i mentioned that i loathe taxes? you know that if you're self employed there is an extra 15% self employment tax, which is supposed to cover medicare and social security, something our generation will probably never even SEE. did you also know that if you don't pay enough estimated taxes throughout the year you are subject to a penalty at the end of the year? they are ESTIMATED!!! what the fuck??? so if your tax bracket is 25%, and you have to pay another 15%, you're paying 40% in taxes. pretty much half of what you take home. how is that fair? hey, thanks for the stimulus package dub dub, i used it to pay part of my husbands Q1 estimated taxes.
i just looked outside and i can't see through the air. fuck this. i'm not running today. i guess i'll just be pissed off all day. i don't have time now anyway. it was very important to me to start a blog and throw my anger out into the abyss of the interweb (yes, i know it's internet you fucks. i think interweb is funnier)
other things that piss me off in general (if you have found this blog and decide to start reading it, you will probably hear a lot about these things): dudes on fixies with their little fucking hats, their pegged pants and flat shoes. tourists on the golden gate bridge who don't pay attention to people on bicycles. coffee shop people who don't know your drink even though you've gone in there every day for the past year. people who honk at you for no good reason.
there are things that make me happy and glad to be here on this amazing planet, but today is not the day i'm going to talk about any of them. maybe tomorrow.
