Dream weave
I got a look at what my paycheck with my new raise will be like, and in calculating it, I’d forgotten what a great, godforsaken bite Uncle Sam takes out in taxes. It looks like I’ve been unjustly launched into a new tax bracket, because my estimates in doing my budget had me a bit higher than I netted. Still, it’s better than nothing, so I really shouldn’t complain. Nonetheless, I’m pissed.
You would have thought the end of Daylight Savings would’ve made a difference for at least the first few days, but all that happens is I’m awake at the old time, try to get back to sleep, fail, and still end up getting to work at around the same time. What gives, Martha?
I wish I could be more positive, but I’m just not feeling it right now. And btw, could they have picked a more painfully typical chicky bitch to replace Chavon on "The Real World"?
