Well, gosh. I am just plum confused lately. Can't figure a single thing out. I've been told one thing, shown another... Frankly, if things get any worse, I will no doubt catch a case of the dizzies and collapse right here! Of course, I am lying down so the effect would be mostly lost. But it could just as easily happen later when I'm standing.
I bought Barenaked Ladies tickets for December 13th! They're playing the NAC, which is quite expensive, so I'm offering up a ticket to anyone who wants to go tax free! That's still $73, but since I paid $175 for two tickets after taxes and online service charges, it really is a deal. The thing is that Matt has said he'd really like to go, but I haven't heard a solid yes on whether or not he'll pay me the money and Carly has said she'd go if no one else will, even though she'd rather NOT spend the money... so if I find someone who's dying to go and has cash available now/soon... Yeah. There's a good chance you can have the ticket.
I know what you're thinking, "why did she buy tickets if she didn't have anyone to go with?" And, well, I'm going regardless and wanted the best seats I could get. They're also pretty darn good. Fourth row, a few seats from centre, Steve side. They can be seen here.
It would be a shame for me to go alone.
In other news, I went to the Senator's game last night and must say the third period was incredibly exciting. They nearly made a stupendous come back. I was disappointed when they didn't, but at least they regained some of their dignity. I hope they do well this year and I'd like to note that I was a little disappointed Coach Bombay didn't show up.
I also had to go to work today, seeing as I, well, volunteered. Ha. I bussed an hour and a half in the rain, only to find out the server had been down for three hours. I stayed for twenty-five minutes before getting sent home. I still get paid for at least three, though, so that's nice. Then I bussed home in the pouring rain for another hour and a half. Yikes! Oh well. Matthew was lucky enough I let him know that he shouldn't come in, before he even woke up apparently. So, not only did he sleep in, but didn't have to go out in the rain at all. I find this highly unfair.
Finally, I'm going to soothe my aching head and confused heart with gobs of new underpants. Far, far too many underpants...