Presentation of the business plan today, and as per usual, I felt let down by my group members. Well, not Greg, who really busted his hump today. Just Bethie, who left the financial projections blank because “it needed to be a group decision.” Funny, I didn’t start begging for group consultation when I outlined the first year to get things started. I mean, Jesus, even if the numbers weren’t hot shit, something on a balance sheet would have been stronger than nothing.

Should I really give a damn? No, not really, since I’m not dying for the mysterious prize Russell is dangling. (2:1 it’s a briefcase, 7:1 it’s a Palm Pilot, 100:1 it’s something that I’d need… since I have everything I need.) But fuck, I hate it when an effort has my name on it and it ends up incomplete or undone or just lame when it didn’t have to be.