after the shower, i got dressed and went back outside to mail my unemployment postcard (my days are numbered!), cash a freelance paycheck, and to get a refill on my hbp medication. i came back to the house and put away the recycling bin and the trash can before going inside.
originally i was supposed to go with julie to see an andy goldsworthy movie at the museum of fine arts, but 20 minutes later after the appointed time when she was supposed to come by and pick me up, i called her to discover that she had completely forgotten about the movie, too engrossed in trying to figure out how to do her self-employment taxes which are due in less than a week (quarterly schedule, if you're a freelancer and you don't know this, maybe you should look into it). hearing her so stressed out about it got me worried as well, and i ended up spending an hour on the web looking for tidbits of information. i told a few people this, but i'll say it again: i don't mind paying taxes (expecially if my tax money is used to support americanese hegemony!), but why does it have to be so complicated, why does it have to be rocket science? i mean, i've got a mechanical engineering degree and i can't even figure it out! sometimes i think i'd be better off not paying, just letting the IRS sort through the mess and find me instead. sure i'll pay a penalty, but it'll probably be the same price as if i hired a tax person to do my taxes for me in the first place.
overloaded with information and feeling hungry, i made dinner: pork dumplings with an italian dressing american salad and toasted buttered sliced pumpernickel bread (the ones renata brought over a few days ago, the ones we never got to eat) and rice pudding for dessert. i ate in the living room watching the celtics game (celtics went on to beat the new orleans hornets).
finally, for those who love cats and for those who don't, this is one funny photo i found on the web today.