I just got back from my very first meeting with a CPA - Kath and I are "Married, filing jointly" to the collective tune of $3,350 in refunds. This guy specializes in actors and other creative types, so there's lots of deductions to be had. BONUS: the dude happened to notice that I fucked up my 2003 NY State return - I still don't understand how I fucked it up, but I seem to have invented over $1000 in income that I never made - and he got me almost $700 back. Hell yes, I say. I'm not doing my own taxes ever again.
Tonight, Kath and I are having our belated VD dinner at Smith & Wollensky's. Nothin' says love quite like a big ol' slab of meat.
