I hate not having money

I wish I had tons of it.... that would solve a LOT of my problems.

I want G to come with me to Erin's wedding. He can't afford it, time or money wise, and it's true, it probably would be hard to really get to know anyone in such a short time and he'd be bored.... probably... suck. I just reaaallllllllly want him to meet my girlfriends BEFORE our wedding... and I'm a little hurt because I feel like he doesn't get how important they are to me... I think that's more of the issue for me really... the core important thing. Even if he really couldn't come, if he could somehow get that... I don't know.. I'm really, really sad. He kept telling me to think with my head for a minute instead of just my heart, and that made me more angry, because I know he's right, to a point. If he really, really wanted to go though, he'd make it happen. but it's not important enough for him. why should it be? a bunch of strangers at a formal event? missing class and work, shelling out $400 minimum for 3 days? yeah. forget it. My heart is breaking though. and I'm furious that once again money has to be such a big issue. dammit.

Went to open mic. Paul did a great bit with a chicken puppet. Buc Buc on Broadway. Sang a bunch of showtunes entirely with chicken sounds... He had me read off the songs when he wrote the title on a white board, for the people sitting in the back. heh heh. So I guess I did get to participate a little.

I need to get up early and do a bunch of stuff. crap. crap. crap. The brochures look good though. really good. they came out well. They are charging us a bunch for artwork. grr. I learned a lot for next time. sigh. ugh.