God damn it. I am a stupid, *stupid* rat creature. Know how I mentioned I’d cleaned my desk on… whatever day that was? Yeah, well, I cleaned all our 2003 tax stuff right into the garbage. God *damn* it.
It’s not that much of a travesty. I’ve been able to get 75% of the information I needed off the net and the rest of it through some phone calls or emails (except Ted’s stupid former company won’t ANSWER THE PHONE), but god *damn* it.