I intended to do a full recap of my wonderful week, but I'm tired now so I just have 1 announcement:
I HAVE MUSE TICKETS.
I was freaking out this morning because I received a text at around 9.40am telling me that the 68$ and 128$ tickets were sold out. I was out at my dermatologist so naturally I panicked like crazy because phone lines only opened at 10am and I reeally wanted to get my 168$ tickets and I swore to my friend that if I didn't get tickets for Muse, I will cry. I will bawl my eyes out, I will refuse to eat for days because I have waited almost. 3/4. bloody. years.
At 10am on the dot, I called. The line wasn't open.
At 10.01am, I called again. The line wasn't open yet. By now, I was ready to cry in the middle of the waiting room.
At 10.02am, I called again. The line still wasn't open and I was ready to send a raging sms to my friend.
At 10.03am, I called again. AND HALLELUJAH THE NICEST MOST WONDERFUL GIRL PICKED UP THE PHONE. SHE MAY HAVE EVENTUALLY SPELT MY NAME WRONGLY ON THE TICKETS BUT WHATEVER I PICKED THEM UP THIS MORNING AND I'M GOING TO PUT THEM UNDER MY PILLOW TONIGHT SO THAT NO ONE CAN STEAL THEM. Naturally, I tweeted my ass off.
SO PSYCHED, I LOVE MARISSA LUMLUM FOR COMING WITH ME.
I really hope Dominic James Howard sexybeast wears coloured pants. Preferable the red or green ones. They're hot.