166 my diaryland entry for today

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Monday. Nothing really much to say. The Nov. 3 trip to TRF went just
fine, but with very few people. My business credit card statement
came in...I am a little over $4K in the hole over these 2 trips I
arranged. I will get back $250 for the 'alcohol deposit' from the bus
charter people, since nobody puked on the bus, and I will get $1200
back from TRF management for the 80 unused group tickets, so that
makes my actual debt for this venture only $2550.


"Only". That'll 'only' take me about 6 months to pay to 0, assuming
that I take care of all my other bills first and spend no money on
Christmas, birthdays, dining out, new clothes, new shoes, finishing
my Travel & Tourism Certificate at ACC, going anywhere or doing
anything that costs money. Just pay my bills, go to work, and come
home for 6 months. *sigh* Doesn't sound like much fun, does it?


Oh well. As one friend told me, I'm not "really" poor, because nobody
is going to sell my house out from under me and I won't have to
borrow any money from friends & relatives. I would have liked a
simple "oh, gee that's too bad" but instead I had my feelings pretty
much totally dismissed. I'm not "really" poor. Fuck me. I listen to
my friends talk about their problems great and small, from having no
money for groceries to not being able to find shoes to match a new
dress, and I always always have sympathy for them, tell them it's
gonna be okay, give hugs & support, but when I want a little
sympathy, "fuck you you're not poor." Thanks.


Incidentally, the coworker who told me what a great idea it was and
that she and her family and friends were all excited about
going...well, she didn't go, and none of her friends and family did
either. I will try very hard not to be bitter and angry with her.


Anyway...life goes on. I'm not dead, I don't have Anthrax, I'm still
employed, and I've been in bigger debt before, so I will cope. Seems
like I used to know how to have fun without much money, maybe I can
remember how I used to do that. Then again, I used to have more &
better friends, too. *sigh*
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not in diaryland diary:

It was nice to spend time with Eric without Andrea. He actually got
to talk & have someone's undivided attention. Tim Holm was not as big
a jerk as I expected. He seemed to be a good dad & took care of Liz
when she drank too much at the King's Feast & puked. So...I guess
I'll have to tell Dee and Rio that Tim's grown up a bit since the
last time they saw him. Liz has really BAD teeth. Their kid has his
front 4 capped in stainless steel. Poor kiddo. And they're just baby
teeth, so imagine how much shit he's gonna go thru with his adult
teeth. Ah well. Tim's teeth aren't bad, so maybe Alex's permanent
teeth will take after his dads. Tim's bro Chris was a little quiet at
first, but eventually he and Max Gilliam and Eric found things in
common & chatted a bit. Max, Liz's big crush from RHPS in Austin,
came along. He did the garb thing & had a good time. Liz was in garb
until she made a mess on it. I did garb. Eric dressed up like
Cthulhu, it was very cool. Lotsa people took his picture. It was fun.
Max introduced us to a yummy new dessert--warm apple dumplings & ice
cream, with mead poured over. He has a preference for Chaucer's.
Which I find too sweet to drink straight up anymore. But it goes good
as a dessert topping.

Umm...that's about it. I guess I should have spent less time bitching
about the $$ thing and more on the niceness of spending the day with
people you like.