December 04, 2004

(Insert Howard Dean-Style Animal Scream Here)

I GOT TICKETS TO STING!!!! YEAH, BABY!!!!

Is it sick and obsessed that my hands were quivering the tiniest bit with the surges of adrenaline that were coursing through my body? I was thinking desperately to myself, "What if I can't get online? What if my damn dial-up disconnects? What if a meteorite hits the house and crushes me dead before I can get tickets?"

Okay, time to be calm. Deep breathing. Innnnn. Ouuuut. Innnn. Ouuut.