23 October 2005
stef lenk, accountant extraordinaire.
and now, this morning, with flayed limbs and a slight hangover lingering in my brain, i attempt to sort out my ruddy taxes for the last four years. you know, we all say money means nothing, and it's so cold and just a tool and all that jazz, but as i look through piles of receipts and records of employment etc., i have to say there is a pretty interesting reflection of my life in this world in these infuriating piles of paper. not to mention some synonymous indication of just how panicky and whack my existence has been for the last four years.