PAPERS, PAPERS EVERYWHERE

I HATE papers. With the "joyous" Christmas season comes the need for the enterprising young businessman to do year-end paperwork. I have to keep track of several different sources of income, go through a whole years worth of receipts (I spend a lot of money), invoices, checks, etc., just to pay a large sum for taxes. Many an innocent Dew has disappeared down the hatch helping me burn the late night candles in order to get all this paperwork done. Some people think I'm stupid (I happen to be one of them), because I spent all summer slaving away so I could get my LPN. I figured on getting a steady job and taking it easy. Somehow I couldn't see taking a pay cut and keeping my fingers clean, and thus never looked for a job. Maybe some day I will get smart and get a real job, but for now I must continue the maddening task of bookkeeping. Someday, like my oldest brother did years ago, I will find a wife to do such things for me, but that's a tall order (especially around here). I figure if I survive to see next year, maybe I will graduate from the biggest mistake I ever made. They say "Life is hard, and then you die", and I have to agree with the first part. I'm just waiting to prove that statement true now. A word of wisdom from a "wise" (and very old) man, never go to college. In case of a hankering to go to such a college, here's what to do: Swiftly bash head into immovable object and repeat as often as needed until the said hankering is gone for good from your now bashed head. Oh what I would give for the days when life was simple. No taxes, no college, no paperwork, no girls, no bills, no worries (except that lunch-time would never come), no responsibilities, ah yes, that was the life.