I did my tax returns today. (I owe $260. (How depressing.))
(5pm) Per normal for this time on a Saturday afternoon, I am faced with the decision as to whether to f the bed and then start dinner, or start dinner and then f the bed. (Per normal, I think I will choose the former.) (Another Saturday nite.)
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(1am) I took myself to the movie "Beverly Hills Cop" tonite. (Twas nice to laugh!)
Then I went bar hopping. (There are definitely some good-looking women out there, but here I am alone again.)
(6pm) I took a nap today. (That is becoming a regular weekend habit.)
I went to the winter fair today and checked out all the exhibits. (That was fun.)
The fairgrounds are just across the street, and something they are doing there has caused me to lose the one tv channel I get. (That is kind of annoying.)
(10pm) I went to the Paw, shot some pool, and watched a bit of tv. (I still didn't run into anyone there who I know, but it was nice getting out.)
Carrie told me that she had heard that Samantha and Leo broke up again. (Could be. (That would explain why she hasn’t been stopping by much lately. (I generally don’t see much of my women friends when they are between beaus.)))
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(7pm) Blasé day.
(10pm) I spent the evening reading about taxation and Freud. (Tis a sad state of affairs when Freud is easier to understand than the tax laws.)
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(6pm) I hope Erica is having a fun birthday.
As the courthouse turns: Ron was saying today that their caseload is up 25% from November. (I wonder why that is? (One explanation for the increase that he suggested was that couples tend to hold it together through the holidays and then break up in January.)) (He also pointed out a potential problem. (He says more than 5% of the community qualifies for some form of aid, but less than 1% comes in and applies.)-(What happens if the rest of them start coming in? (Where would the money come from?)))
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