because I'm SUCH a good friend.

My dad just called me and invited me to go to the jazz game tonight. 16th row. Great seats. Of course I screamed yes right away because I love the jazz. Then I realized that I already made plans with my roommate to go to dinner and get Christmas decorations for our apt. I thought she would understand, I mean really, its the Jazz for crying outloud. So I called her. She was so sad when I told her I thought she was going to cry. I called my dad and asked what I should do and I already knew. So I told my dad to give away my ticket. He even said I could bring a boy if I wanted. I dont think she realizes what I'm giving up here. Great Jazz tickets, with Lori and dad, and possibly a cute boy. All because I'm THAT good of a friend. (and then I had to complain about it on my blog). Maybe I'm a little sad about it still.