Life is like a Role-Playing Game

So let's say you're playing some fantasy RPG. The wizard wants you to get the Orb of Bohemia for him. But Kaldritch the Dwarf God protects it, and the only way to get by him is to tickle him with the Elator's Feather, which must be plucked from the Hawk of Nothingness. Seeing as how the Hawk of Nothingness will devour your soul, you must first sate him with the innards of three creatures... A Drakkardian Hare, an Ogre of Fair Mane, and the Mockingbird of Ennui...all of which are trapped in crystals spread across the land. Suddenly that orb hardly seems worth the effort and you just want to tell the wizard, "Get your own damn orb," drink some mead and do it with, well, whatever you want to do it with.

This is kind of how I see life and why I always get discouraged and don't finish my goals. Yesterday, I tried to get my WA driver's licence (It's been almost 2 years, still got my Cali). That's exactly how it went down. I didn't get it. I don't want to type out the whole ordeal, but if you ever talk to me and you are curious, just ask. I'll be glad to bitch about it in person. Although I may make an entire post about what went wrong with my eyes at the counter. I'll just say that there's no way I'm going back without my social security card, AND birth certificate, neither of which I am in possession of.

Despite that, yesterday was not a total loss. Some good stuff happened, and I filed my tax return by myself for the first time ever. I now know better than to choose the "step-by-step" option when doing it online. It made me want to ensure I never get any income other than my paycheck. At first that seemed like another epic quest. I had lost my W-2..had to find it. I KNEW it was in my room somewhere, so, no biggie, I found it. Then I needed the routing number for my checking account to deposit my return. See, I opened the checking account in 2003 and swiftly lost the checks, never ordering new ones. Ergo, I have no idea what the number is. There was a Washing Mutual next door to the DMV, so I went in and asked. At first, the teller couldn't find me in the computer. "What now?!" I wondered, but she found me and gave me the number. When I got home and tried it, it was invalid. I'm really surprised that I kept going at this point, but I did, and emailed the bank. They sent me the proper number...the bank teller forgot to write the last digit.

I also nearly completed a FAFSA application yesterday. I'm planning on going back to school in the Fall. This is EXACTLY one of those RPG situations. I know I'm going to have to do a lot, and in order to do those things, I have to go back and do more things...like get transcripts from old schools, for instance. And that's just to get enrolled! I just hope I'm up to that task. Filling out the FAFSA had a lot of those things, where I had to look at my tax information, cross-referencing my W-2, my online tax return, and an image of the 1040ez form I got online. What the hell, I didnt have anything better to do than drink and watch 'Heroes'.