Tuesday, July 06, 2004
Today I wrapped up the third issue of the "Elder Client Planner" (trade journal thingy for old people's tax preparers — you know it excites you) and sent it off to the printer. Woot. It may be only a fraction more interesting than our other publication, the "California Taxletter," but it's ALL MINE. *preen* *preen*
Sara and Lori helped me shlep some of my stuff to the new apartment yesterday. The place smells strongly of wood varnish. Which I guess is good, since it means they've varnished. Can't have an under-varnished floor, nuh unh. I opened the windows, but was overcome by a sudden fear of burglars, so I closed them before we left. Now all my books probably smell like varnish. Oh well. Pictures of swingin' new bachelorette pad to follow.
pity tha fool
Sara and Lori helped me shlep some of my stuff to the new apartment yesterday. The place smells strongly of wood varnish. Which I guess is good, since it means they've varnished. Can't have an under-varnished floor, nuh unh. I opened the windows, but was overcome by a sudden fear of burglars, so I closed them before we left. Now all my books probably smell like varnish. Oh well. Pictures of swingin' new bachelorette pad to follow.
pity tha fool
