A: Have him/her do taxes.
Yea... yea... Just did my taxes. A good American citizen I am.
Oh boy. It's no fun with all of this responsibilities, but gotta bear with them. Sometimes I seriously feel like the kid in me is literally clawing his way out. And poor him, as he also has to deal with all weight of grad school on him. I think he's getting tar and feathered as I'm typing this.
Fear not, my lil' Adam, for I shall rescue you this summer. One more quarter of craziness and madness, my friend. :)
til' next time,
adam j.
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