so my taxes came back today.
and i sent the money out.
and the bastard is poor again.
well not really. it just sound more melodramatic when i say that. but, the lesson here is, when you do a sizeable amount of freelance, pay your estimated taxes so that you aren't shocked when you are greeted with a nice sum that uncle sam wants from you.
lesson learned. back to square one.
back where we started
here we go around again.
day after day
i get up and i say,
i'm gonna do it gain.
cheers. drinks are on me. cause i spilled them on me.
—the bastard
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