Just Shelley

Bad girl

I still can’t believe my mother sent me a telescope for Christmas. I guess parents know what a kid needs — no matter how old the kid is.

I’m a ba-a-ad, bad girl. I missed the deadline for my quarterly state and federal employer tax filings. I’m late. I forgot. They’ll probably do something nasty to me, now. I’ll send the filings in today and hope that the holiday season will warm the hearts of the California EDD and IRS workers and they’ll be kind to me.

Yeah, right. And a big fat guy with a white beard dressed in red carrying a sack load of goodies is going to break into my apartment at Christmas just to give me presents.

A huh. Sure.

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