I just did my taxes.


I've discovered a sad fact of life. You make more. You get back less. Blah.

Eh well...I'm sure someone could argue that a tax cut would do me wonders, but I barely make $6,000 a year and I'm technically a dependant. Yes that means my parents are getting paid for me, heh. (They got to reap the benifits of my tuition reimbursement or whatever this new thing they're doing is.)

I guess the point of this rant is that I won't be going to Spring Break with all those nekkid chicks. But this is a good thing, right?

I dunno . . .