*insert expletive here*

I'm gonna do my best to not bore you with every little boring detail of my life. Hell, the fact that I'm mentioning this is a minor miracle. Typically, I play things close to the chest. In this instance, however, I feel it merits a modicum of blog space. And since this is my blog, I can do what I feel like.....

Life, lately, hasn't been all that grand. Not really the fault of anyone. Things simply plodded in a direction that was displeasing to me and I found the handbrake elusive. A short time ago, a discussion with person X aided in halting the deterioration of my quality of life. He/She is right, of course. I really should seek advice/assistance from my friends. Aside from being companions to imbibe booze with, they can usually lend a hand with what ails you. But that's a discussion for another time......when I'm drunk.

Anyway....

Since that talk, things have taken an upswing. Indeed, part of it was the commencement of this. I like to write. Makes me happy. And since that talk, I've begun effecting changes to my life.

So, person X, thank you.

Now, to the real reason I'm telling you all this.

I fetched the mail today and among the myriad of bills/magazines/packages/useless crap was a letter from Revenue Canada. Cue the sinking feeling. Upon reading said letter, the sinking feeling was validated. Raise your glasses and cheers, I'm being audited.

The audit itself is of little concern. It's not even a full one, just partial. And I'm quite certain I have the relevant documents to back up my claims that I'm not a lying bastard attempting to pilfer from the government's treasury.

It's the timing of the thing.

Life seemed to notice....."Hey, that guy's got a good bounce going.....*boot to the tenders*."

Now, before I conclude, I'd like to recognize the fact that there's folk at Revenue Canada just like you and me. All simply trying to make a living and enjoy good bounces of their own. So I'd like to clarify that what comes next isn't directed at them. This little slice of vitriol is more directed at the establishment itself......

Fuck you Revenue Canada, you miserable, money grubbing, ill-timed fucks!

There, I feel better.