Taxes, Shmaxes...

I began today the process of filing my federal tax return. While I realize that this simple act performed daily by average American citizens should be something that I could also complete as I am an average American citizen myself, once I started I felt an overwhelming need to end my life abruptly by jumping in front of the largest, fastest moving object I could find made of the heaviest metal I could find, as quickly as possible, to eliminate the pain. So I enjoyed an episode of South Park and went to bed. I can always file tomorrow, right?