  fucking hell. you know, you try to take advantage of a business trip to include a romantic weekend in NYC because your boss tells you to, so you make your reservations which are non-refundable (trying to save the company money) Then your boss calls and says he wants you to go to a conference for 2 days before NYC in Vegas- and he wants you to fly straight from Vegas to NYC. Hmmm....a day in my life... It's not like I mind Vegas, mind you- but Marshall and I were excited about this NYC trip- and it's not like we have the extra fund to really fly him to NYC to meet me. grrrr.. 
