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Here's the deal.
Back in 1997, when I split up with Linda, I assumed, which makes me an ass, that she would take care of the state taxes and the fed taxes. Well, neither were done. I ended up, about 3 or 5 years ago paying the Feds about 7 thousand in back taxes and penalties. It took the state until last year to remind me that they hadn't been paid, either. They sent me a nice little State IRS note saying that I could either pay them the twelve hundred I owed them or they would take it out of my refunds. That, by the way is twelve hundred in penalties, because, according to my figures, they owed me for every years since I started working.
Since there was no way I was able to pay them the twelve hundred, I told them to take it out of my refunds. If I have ever seen twelve hundred in my hand at once, it wasn't very long and I can't remember the last time I had it.
This year I got a refund from the Feds for six dollars. Oddly, the state didn't take that.
Last week, my brother asked me if I knew of anyone that I could ask to borrow money from. Or, if I could come up with some cash myself.
See, his wife had about six outstanding warrants on her for various traffic violations. She spent a Saturday in jail until he could come up with the 570 dollars for the Bail Bondsman. I imagine they went to court and were told that they had to come up with another 840 dollars. Last Wednesday he went to one of those Payday loan places and got a 400 dollar loan.
Now, there was no way I was going to ask my friends to loan money. They take good care of me, and I think it's a crappy way to treat them to get them involved in family matters, especially where money is involved. So I wrote a check to my brother for 450.00 which was over half of what I had in the bank, and I still had outstanding checks.
I went and drew out 50.00, to tide me over until that incentive got here. I received a fed letter saying it would be here on the 5th. I'm not one to bet on money I don't have in my hand, but I figured I would take a chance just this once.
And of course, what I have always warned folks about happened. The magic money got sucked up by the Something Bads.
I was going to go to a backyard cookout at Tim's tonight. I figured I had enough gas to get me there and back, and once I deposited the check in the bank, I'd be free and clear and I'd have money to run on for the next week until my check gets here on Friday.
So much for good intentions. The road etc, etc. is paved with 'em.
So, I'm angry, not depressed. I'm frustrated, not critical. I'm self-destructive in a close up and shut the door sort of way. I did go comatose in my chair for about three hours though. That was an interesting phenomena.
And the Van decided to not start on me. Currently, it's down at a store's parking lot, waiting for me to walk back to it and see if the beast will power up. Just another thing.
My life, while never dull, is not one I would wish on most folks. At least the folks I like.
Does my life suck? No. It has moments of suckitude. It has moments that are very uncomfortable and frustrating. BUT, it also has marvelous moments that shine in a way that keep me around and alive.
I must remind myself that those moments, those shining examples of magic in my life, are what it's all really about. It is those people in my life that brightly blaze and help to keep me sane and, for the most part, human.
Because, really and truly, there is some serious dark crap in me. Tonight is one of them.
Back in 1997, when I split up with Linda, I assumed, which makes me an ass, that she would take care of the state taxes and the fed taxes. Well, neither were done. I ended up, about 3 or 5 years ago paying the Feds about 7 thousand in back taxes and penalties. It took the state until last year to remind me that they hadn't been paid, either. They sent me a nice little State IRS note saying that I could either pay them the twelve hundred I owed them or they would take it out of my refunds. That, by the way is twelve hundred in penalties, because, according to my figures, they owed me for every years since I started working.
Since there was no way I was able to pay them the twelve hundred, I told them to take it out of my refunds. If I have ever seen twelve hundred in my hand at once, it wasn't very long and I can't remember the last time I had it.
This year I got a refund from the Feds for six dollars. Oddly, the state didn't take that.
Last week, my brother asked me if I knew of anyone that I could ask to borrow money from. Or, if I could come up with some cash myself.
See, his wife had about six outstanding warrants on her for various traffic violations. She spent a Saturday in jail until he could come up with the 570 dollars for the Bail Bondsman. I imagine they went to court and were told that they had to come up with another 840 dollars. Last Wednesday he went to one of those Payday loan places and got a 400 dollar loan.
Now, there was no way I was going to ask my friends to loan money. They take good care of me, and I think it's a crappy way to treat them to get them involved in family matters, especially where money is involved. So I wrote a check to my brother for 450.00 which was over half of what I had in the bank, and I still had outstanding checks.
I went and drew out 50.00, to tide me over until that incentive got here. I received a fed letter saying it would be here on the 5th. I'm not one to bet on money I don't have in my hand, but I figured I would take a chance just this once.
And of course, what I have always warned folks about happened. The magic money got sucked up by the Something Bads.
I was going to go to a backyard cookout at Tim's tonight. I figured I had enough gas to get me there and back, and once I deposited the check in the bank, I'd be free and clear and I'd have money to run on for the next week until my check gets here on Friday.
So much for good intentions. The road etc, etc. is paved with 'em.
So, I'm angry, not depressed. I'm frustrated, not critical. I'm self-destructive in a close up and shut the door sort of way. I did go comatose in my chair for about three hours though. That was an interesting phenomena.
And the Van decided to not start on me. Currently, it's down at a store's parking lot, waiting for me to walk back to it and see if the beast will power up. Just another thing.
My life, while never dull, is not one I would wish on most folks. At least the folks I like.
Does my life suck? No. It has moments of suckitude. It has moments that are very uncomfortable and frustrating. BUT, it also has marvelous moments that shine in a way that keep me around and alive.
I must remind myself that those moments, those shining examples of magic in my life, are what it's all really about. It is those people in my life that brightly blaze and help to keep me sane and, for the most part, human.
Because, really and truly, there is some serious dark crap in me. Tonight is one of them.
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Date: 2008-07-06 04:46 am (UTC)You know where the crapper is and remember how to use it.
brother william
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Date: 2008-07-06 11:36 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-07-06 05:06 am (UTC)You were very much missed tonight , and you are very much loved.
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Date: 2008-07-06 03:17 pm (UTC)They want to help you along again now.
You want to deny them that?
Seriously?
It is not a big expense to them, but it IS a gift they desire to give you. Because they love you. Because they are there for you and they are trying to be there for you right now. When you need them.
((( hugs )))
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Date: 2008-07-06 05:56 pm (UTC)Have a good time with your friends~~think of it as thumbing your nose at the Universe. Hell, if we were close by,
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Date: 2008-07-07 05:11 am (UTC)I am a cheep date, though. I have a limit of 3 maximum. And the waitress knows this, too.
If you're ever this way, do stop by. I'll make something cake or pie wise.
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Date: 2008-07-07 02:20 pm (UTC)If you're ever this way, do stop by. I'll make something cake or pie wise.
Well, a small slice wouldn't hurt me. *grin* And, if you find yourself out by the way of Chattanooga, TN / Ringgold, GA (which is about 6 miles south of) definitely let us know. By all reports, I am a very good cook and make a mean chocolate~chip cookie! *grin*
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Date: 2008-07-06 11:45 pm (UTC)When I get like I was last night, I need, very muchly so, to be by myself and examine the issue and my anger. Anger is a real beast in me, Capi, hon. It takes on true characteristics as much as Pockets does.
As I've said a few times, I am not a nice guy. Part of my loving my friends is to protect them from the parts of me that don't care who they are, and will lash out like the family dog if it is hurt and angry enough.
I know this to be part of me. Sherry does as well, because she's seen it and been on the receiving end.
It is not a matter of denying them anything. It is a matter of being in a position and attitude to be appreciative of the gift they offer.
Sometimes the only way to contain a fire is to build a fire-break and let the thing burn itself out.
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Date: 2008-07-07 09:56 pm (UTC)You'd like Chris, Capi. He's a very cool guy. Now if we could just get funding for our movie company, we have our leading man... er.. boy... er... Giant!
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