missive from the mother-ship. it should be so easy to be responsible. a few minutes here and there, a neat file folder stored in a corner of your room. isn't it easy? on my resume i write that i'm "extremely organized" and "on top of things." but really, i'm not. sure, i may give off the impression that i'm a professional administrative assistant by day -- one with the ability to file and organize forever -- but by night i turn into a wild thing, with no organizational abilities whatsoever. call me crazy.



my bills are a mess, my fiscal life is in disorder, my existence to the united states governement an endless mass of yellow and red cards earned for slide tackling. i'm surprised that i haven't been kicked out of the game yet. actually, i might be close. i've been told that in america, you are what your credit is. we are a nation of haves and have nots. if you don't have good credit, you're screwed. who would've ever thought that i would have bad credit? i'm from a good family, i went to college, i'm a good person. really!



this is the first year i'll be paying real live taxes. before i think i was just a dependent. or maybe invisible. i'm not sure how this works. but regardless, three days before the april fifteenth deadline, i am scrambling to do my taxes. you would think that it wouldn't be this hard. with the amount of money i've made in the last calender year, my taxes should take about five minutes. with the advent of online tax submission, i should of taken care of all this three months ago, when responsible people did it. but no. i'm sitting here digging through my file box (a not so neatly stacked corner of my room) trying to find my w2s and 1040s or whatever. when did it all go wrong?



if part of being an adult is paying your bills on time, i have failed miserably. i don't even actually have any bills nowadays. no credit card, no bank statement, no utilities, no world perks account, nothing save a cellular phone bill. when did it get so difficult? my mom asks me all the time, "it takes three minutes to do these things, why don't you just do them?" the answer is, the answer is, i dunno. why not just do them and save myself the trouble? why not just take out one hour of each month and pay the bills when they're due? the whole system is designed to penalize (and eventually kill) you when you pay late, so why fall into the most unoriginal of fiscal traps? why why why?



i dunno. i'm too busy to have to think about this. i have to go pay my taxes.