4 posts tagged “money”

1) Wagandstuff and I spent the morning getting him ready to fly to Boston next week with me. He got a shitload of shots, had his feces tested (seriously? they shoved a small syringe in my dog's ass. I would have brought some in had I known they needed it. Jesus.), had his nails trimmed, got puppy Valiums for the flight and a pet bag that fits under an airplane seat. Since I was already spending my life savings in one afternoon, I decided to get him a new harness, too. I'll post a picture later.

2) If you haven't done your taxes already and you're like me (completely fiscally irresponsible (see above) (triple parentheses!)), I really suggest going to H&R Block. They hooked my shit up so hardcore it was retarded.* Do you understand that I am a freelancer getting a return? I barely understand it honestly, so if you figure out how the fuck they managed that, please do let me know. For real: If you live in Los Angeles and you need to do your taxes (especially if you think you are eligible for a refund), go see my newest homegirl Carmen down at the H&R Block on 5th and Western. She will Change U 4Eva.

3) Kendall and I made this video of us reading a book of short stories I wrote when I was in 2nd grade. I'm thinking of transcribing the book I wrote in third grade for the net because it truly is like, SO next level compared to this talking chair business. It's a suspense/thriller starring a man named Phil Science, Expert Detective! OK. That's all I'm giving away... I think I will transcribe it soon. Here's the video:

4) One last thing about Wagandstuff. Wagandstuff has a little fanbase. Today at The Coffee Bean on Larchmont a man and his daughter started talking to me about my dog, and he asked me what his name was. When I told him, he said "WAGANDSTUFF! I KNOW YOU! We met you at Amoeba, remember? Yeah, we loved that name. We were going to steal it and hope we never saw you again." It was very, very cute and I remembered that the little girl had pinned back Wags' ears in the middle of the record store and was squealing "OH MY GOD! HE'S SO CUTE LIKE THIS! DAD! ISN'T HE SO CUTE LIKE THIS!?" and I was laughing because I often do that myself and think the same thing, minus the "DAD" part, because that would be weird. (When are one of you guys going to tell me what a run-on sentence is???)  Nearly every email I get mentions Wagandstuff, first and foremost. His star power is evident and I know I've been saying it since day uno, but his attitude has got to change if he ever wants to be a model. No one wants to work with a diva who's just starting out. I tell him that. I tell him that every day.

*best/worst sentence I've ever written

I need help with my taxes. While I work full time for Gawks, I am freelance and am probably going to have to pay some serious moolah to the man this year. That being said, I really really really need help.

I suppose I will go to H&R Block if no one offers to help me (and I would pay you, unless you're willing to do it for free), but I am retarded with money and numbers and if the IRS hauls me off to jail, I wont be able to blog or make videos anymore and there will be two gigantic holes in the hearts of millions of people. Also, I don't know what a run-on sentence is. Clearly I'm pathetic.

If you can help me or has a friend who can help me, please email me.

mollsshewrote at gmail dot com

KTNXBAI

Your license plate read 'w8jd6n' - m4w

Reply to: pers-509340540@craigslist.org
Date: 2007-12-14, 11:57AM PST

you were riding a motorcycle and I was behind you in the honda. I thought you were cute and so I was following you. But I saw your wallet fall out of your jacket pocket as you sped off. I went back and got it...I have your name but address was not the right one(since I went to it) and couldn't find you in the phone book.
If you see this, get back to me, and tell me your name to get it back...or if I don't hear from you...I will go shopping with the $9700 that was in there. Why are you carrying so much around? Don't you have a bank account?

carrie

I have been driving around Los Angeles without car insurance for the last six months, which is both illegal and stupid. Today I treated myself to a new insurance policy. Yesssss! My policy costs several hundred dollars less because I haven't been in an accident in over a year. I rule.

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