Pretty vacant

[randy_byers]

I've been feeling out-of-sorts since yesterday. Maybe a comedown from the vacation. Where'd that damn beach go? Why do I have to start thinking again? On the plus side, I did get friended on Facebook by one of the New York crew the other day. I guess it wasn't all a dream.

My big goal today is to do my taxes. I was thinking of doing it electronically at www.irs.gov. Anybody ever do it that way?

I went to Vanguard at Andy and Carrie's last night. It was good to see a finished copy of Slow Train to Immortality (the British fanthology I edited with the Fishlifters) and to hear Corflu and travel stories from Jerry and Suzle. Good to talk movies with Craig Smith and GPS with Victor. Got a kiss from Carrie for bringing her a bottle of St Bernadus Pater 6. That was rather nice of me, wasn't it? ("This beer tastes like unicorns and rainbows had sex in my glass," according to a review at Beer Advocate.) I still smell of wood smoke from the little fire we huddled around outside under the deck until it started to rain. The weather sure felt wintery yesterday. Where'd that goddamn beach go?

Urg. Taxes.

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[randy-byers.livejournal.com]

I know other people who have used TurboTax and liked it, but they weren't filing business taxes. It's all Greek to me, so I'm feeling my way through. I still do a paper fanzine, so maybe I should just file paper taxes. On the beach! (Which I'm pretty sure abandoned me, and not the other way around.)

[gerisullivan.livejournal.com]

Yes, on the beach! It's all attitude, don'cha know. Even if those bastards I call friends stopped publishing Attitude, and only ran the one convention, too.

(As for abandonment: Bad beach! No brewski!)