Hi. OK. Prom is the most stressful thing ever, and I cannot think of one good reason for the tickets to be SEVENTY-FIVE FREAKING DOLLARS. Do they want me to sell my soul to Satan for such an exorbitant amount of money? More like Derrick will have to sell his soul, because he wants to pay for everything. I was like, look, I know you want to be a manly man and all, and paying for prom is a manly man thing, but you are not paying a million dollars for the both of us. For two proms. Don't be a hero.
To elucidate the amount of money we will need to spend, I created an elaborate, color-coded chart showing the costs (it's also a foldable, so some sections need to be creased a certain way), and what I would be OK with spending, so that would put us at about $400-ish each. To which I chortle. I chortle at it so hard. UGH.
To solve my fiscal dilemmas, I plan to sell more of my s'mores brownies next week. And probably for the next ten thousand years.
So, there you go, Derrick, if you have like $1000 to spare, that's cool with me.
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