We, of course, are filing an extension, because someone who will remain nameless, but could be the shorter, baseball-coaching brother of Eric Taylor from Friday Night Lights, has yet to get me their mileage for said baseball-coaching-activities, and since they got paid on a 1099, there is no way in hell I'm filing without those deductions.
The real world has not been particularly enjoyable lately -- someday, I'm going to crack and start an extended rant about the school system and how it is failing *everyone*, but for right now, I'm just self-medicating with the pre-movie Avengers festivities. It (the self-medicating part) has gotten involved enough that I have multiple tags on tumblr to keep track of it -- this press tour, y'all covers interviews and shenanigans, while yay, red carpet! is for the premiere(s) (hopefully they will trundle around the world like they did last time and I will have multiple red carpets to enjoy.) I know you'll all be shocked to find lots of Renner in both.
Everything else is pretty much a no-go from all the emotional dreck (even BabyBoy, who is usually my happy, sunny kid, is in some sort of extended break-up/get-back-together/break-up-again cycle with his girlfriend and is therefore all wooooooooooooooe is me.)
I forgot that tax time loometh, so this past weekend was all about the details of that, but I really am eyeing this weekend for a baking extravaganza. Momofuku Milk Bar came in at the library, so I am going for the completely non-practical stuff.
The real world has not been particularly enjoyable lately -- someday, I'm going to crack and start an extended rant about the school system and how it is failing *everyone*, but for right now, I'm just self-medicating with the pre-movie Avengers festivities. It (the self-medicating part) has gotten involved enough that I have multiple tags on tumblr to keep track of it -- this press tour, y'all covers interviews and shenanigans, while yay, red carpet! is for the premiere(s) (hopefully they will trundle around the world like they did last time and I will have multiple red carpets to enjoy.) I know you'll all be shocked to find lots of Renner in both.
Everything else is pretty much a no-go from all the emotional dreck (even BabyBoy, who is usually my happy, sunny kid, is in some sort of extended break-up/get-back-together/break-up-again cycle with his girlfriend and is therefore all wooooooooooooooe is me.)
I forgot that tax time loometh, so this past weekend was all about the details of that, but I really am eyeing this weekend for a baking extravaganza. Momofuku Milk Bar came in at the library, so I am going for the completely non-practical stuff.