Google Needs (and where I’ve been)
Okay, I have got to take a break here. Even though I do get out of work in 40 minutes. I’ve been completely insane this week trying to get the business’s tax return done. It was due in April, and I got a six-month extension and swore I wouldn’t put it off until the last minute. Then I put it off until the last minute, and here I am trying to do this tax return that needs to be postmarked Monday. Hence the total lack of answering my comments and email, crocheting, or posting here. I’ve been reading and posting a little bit at Crochetville; it’s been the only place I’ve been visiting to keep my eyes from glazing over. Well, that and hitting Bloglines about once a day, but I’m way behind on reading blogs.
Swiped from Lori—the Google Needs meme. (Lori, did I do the trackback thing right?)
Here’s what to do: Google “[your name] needs” and list the best.
Stacey needs understanding, not rejection. (Yeah. That.)
Stacey needs a break. (And one of those.)
Stacey needs a lot of help from everyone around her. (Anyone detecting a theme here yet?)
Stacey needs more signs. (Are those street signs or signs from the universe?)
Stacey needs all our prayers (because if she doesn’t finish this tax return the IRS will come after her!)
Stacey needs to be at work in two hours. (Nooooooo! I’ve already been at work for almost twelve hours! Noooo!)
Stacey needs to take some responsiblity for her actions and change her life. (Oh, that, too. Sigh.)
stacey needs to get some balls. cheesey balls. (snort.)
Stacey needs to learn how to wrestle (Or juggle.)
Stacey needs treatment and lots of it. (Er. Well. Stacey really needs Ritalin and can’t afford to see a shrink.)
Stacey needs to get rid of the mullet. (Okay, I haven’t had a mullet since I was trying to grow my hair out when I was fourteen, but that was too funny not to put in here.)
Lastly, a non-Google one: Stacey needs an accountant and twelve hours of sleep!




