Smiling Hurts, But I'm Doing It Anyway
Did I mention that I have Muse tickets? I have Muse tickets! Well, I have one, anyway. I'm seriously going to take Shane to Max Brenner and stuff him full of chocolate for grabbing one for me.
My tooth is sore, but I have Muse tickets. The airline didn't have any record of my flight to New York (was sorted eventually) but I have Muse tickets. I'm leaving the love of my life to a gloomy Swedish winter and a thesis, but I have Muse tickets. My iPod is having serious battery issues, but I have Muse tickets.
So, I shall be seeing this fine gentleman wailing his heart out in January.
Hooray!
posted by Emma @ 12:55 am
5 Comments:
{pictures Em stuffing Shane with chocolate}
What if he doesn't want to be chocolatised?
Why wouldn't anyone want to be chocolatised?
If that doesn't work, I shall get him drunk, of course. *g*
Ahh. And a damned fine gentleman he is, too.
I am jealous. Grr.
What was that you said em? ... Something about tickets?
Yay! And that bet for jumping on stage and glomphing him is still so on.
Maaan, I can't friggin' wait. Hurrah!
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