Doom.

Holy shit! I can't belive you owe the IRS! That's crazy. I remember having to pay the IRS when I moved out here, but it was just over a thousand dollars. I thought I was going to die back then. I can't imagine how you feel. Be sure to call them and see if it's accurate. You'd be surprised at how quickly someone will answer the phone over there, especially since it's after tax season.

Do you know that I just went to go and get a manicure, and the place was crowded. Can you imagine? I decided to go this late so that I could avoid the rush, and there were so many people there that I had to come back! I'm so mad. And I even paid $3 to get $20 out of the Bank of America ATM.

I'm ready to go home. My entire body aches and I'm dying to take a vacation. I'm so fat. While I was waiting in the nail place, I picked up an "OK" magazine and started reading. There were these pictures of Britney Spears before and after her VMA performance, and guess what?

My body is starting to look just like her AFTER photos.

I have to go home. I can't take it. Why is the day so long?