taxes shmaxes, no water and GRWAWR.

The rest of the stuff about my first two weeks is (or rather, will be) back one entry. I mostly wrote it for myself, so don’t feel obliged to go read it or anything.

Yesterday was tax day. I remembered this at approximately 3 in the afternoon. Normally tax day isn’t a problem for me, but this year I hadn’t filed yet. My mom had told me last week to find an H&R block so that I could file an extension, but I hadn’t been able to do that because i kinda had school during the hours the place was open. And besides, the nearest places were all appointment only, and this close to tax day? i’m nearly certain they were booked full.

Plus, to be honest, I was afraid of going in and talking to a taxperson, and saying, “um, yea, i need to file an extension because i don’t have all my W-2’s” and then they give me that *look* that is usually reserved for parents whose children dye their hair all colors of the rainbow and pierce various spots on their faces (oh wait, that is me.) and ask my why i don’t have my W-2’s, and I can start out blaming Cosi and JHU, but ultimately it becomes my fault when I didn’t really call either place to check up on it. So yea.

So anyways, here I am yesterday, realizing that if I don’t file *something* i’m gonna be in big-ass trouble, right? So I go to H&R block’s website when I get home from school yesterday (we are now 5 hours before the deadline), and thank the lord, they have an online extension fom that you can e-file. So I go on my merry little way, starting to fill out the form, thinking “how much information can they need? my name, my soc., my address… that should be it, right?”
And then I get to the page where they ask me how many taxes I think I owe, and how many I’ve already paid.

I just sat there in wonderment, staring at the page. DER if I KNEW that, I wouldn’t have to file a goddamn extension! Seriously though, why would people file extensions if they already know how much they owe? It really baffles me.

Anyways. taxes humor:

So this morning I woke up. Okay, actually it was more like afternoon, but whatever. I didn’t have classes today so I can do what I want!

Anywho, I wake up, go to the bathroom, flush the toilet and… wait a minute. The toilet didn’t flush. oh SHIT. Literally. I go to wash my hands and then realize it’s not just the toilet. We have no water. Wonderful. Thank god for antibacterial gel. I get dressed and head downstairs to the student life office to complain.

I get down there, and I say to the people, “I don’t have any water.” The girl just looks at me like, Yea, and? What’s your point?. “There were signs,” she says “Umm…. where?” “In and near the elevators.” “Well I definitely didn’t see any signs.” “Really? Well the water should be back on by five.” mentally: five? SHIT. I have to *leave* by five!!! “Um. okay,” I say, turning to leave. “You really didn’t see any signs??” she says. “No, I definitely didn’t see any signs.”

I checked again on my way back up to my room, and still didn’t see any signs. GRAWR

I had a job interview today, at 6 (which is a whole nother story in and of itself) and I definitelly had to shower before then. I was contemplating how I might use the water in my brita pitcher, and the baby wipes I had on hand to do a sort of french bath type thing, but there was still the problem of washing my hair. And then I saw my friend Kalman online. I was just like !!!! I can ask to use his shower!! (he lives on the lower east side). He thankfully said yes, and so I got clean. yay.

Ummm. That is the end for now. I don’t feel like writing about my interview. It was at bath and body works. And it was *weird* because it was a group interview. but that is all.

*crash*