Sunday, February 19, 2012


I just canceled our reservation for the gorgeous room V and I were married in, where we were going to stay for our anniversary night in two weeks.  Money's gotten tighter than we realized, and now I find that a little glitch in my taxes means we owe roughly the amount that room cost.

I'm crying.  I hate this.  I fucking hate this.
(Oh, yeah.  Language warning.)

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