OMFG…why the hell is starting a web-based business so fucking complicated? I mean, I consider myself to be a fairly intelligent creature, but damn! All I want to do is to get paid to do Photoshop work. I mean legally (I just printed an order for a client today). Things I *think* I need to do to be “legal”:
-Get business license from Lake Saint Louis
-Get FEIN from IRS
-Get Sales Tax ID from Missouri
-Get an ulcer
-Sell off my firstborn
Dude, I need help. I definitely need an accountant. And possibly a lawer.
Shit.

I am now officially a member of the NAPP!! That’s National Association of Photoshop Professionals, btw.
Now I just need to get off my lazy ass and get to work. I need to come up with a portfolio. As soon as I get it done, I have an interested photographer who wants to start selling digital albums, but hates making them. That’s where I come in. If he likes my stuff, then I get a semi-steady gig. Just one more step towards getting out of Costco.

I know I should start my blog out with some witty introduction of sorts, but dammit, I’m sick. I’ve been feeling kinda blah for the past couple of days, but yesterday Teh Flu kicked my ass. My whole body hurts, and I slept for 18 hours yesterday, which is why I am up at 6am this morning. I’m supposed to be at work at 8:30, but there’s no way in hell I’m going in.
Oh, on a completely different subject: I’m going to be an aunt! Matt’s sister Christine is pregnant. Dammit, we had a pact! We agreed to no babies for a few years! That’s OK though; now this means that Matt’s parents won’t be asking us when we’ll make them grandparents. The pressure has been relieved on one side; my parents apparently want grandbabies now. What, having a 9 year old child isn’t enough? They’re just going to have to wait; we’re not ready for kids, and I don’t really like children anyways. I’d rather have a cat or dog.