Death and Taxes...

I'm more frustrated than a 40 year old virgin stuck in prison for life (assuming he'll never screw an inmate). So much so that it has driven me to drink plenty on Saturday, and yet again tonight. I want to kill someone!!!

More to come later. My head hurts, I feel fat from eating and drinking (really, just drinking), and I'm pooped from the long ass flight I took all day starting at 10:30 Central to 18:00 Pacific. Oh my God, I just realized I had just spent 9.5 hours traveling!!! Damn Dodgers game; snarling CA-110 highway. And I hate baseball too!

Anyway, I digress. No time to blog. Gotta sleep... More to come later!