'Tis true! I be the lucky leprechaun who nabbed the pot 'o gold! I have front row seats to see James Taylor in July! This is the sound of me squealing with delight: yeeeeeee! What will I wear? Will I cry? Shall I start a countdown? Will you be sick of hearing about it?
I had a horrible flu over the weekend. Just rotten. I was worried I wouldn't be able to get out for tickets today, but I swear, I'd have crawled on hands and knees. Of course I'll be taking a Sharpie marker and a photograph for him to sign. I luff him so.