Got all scheduled for my test, bought a new pair of thigh-high black-and-white striped socks, blah blah blah.

The real news is I'VE GOT MY WHO TICKETS! SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!1!!!!!1!!!11! Section 307, row L, seat 10. :D It's kind of far off to the left of the stage, but dammit, I'll BE there, and that's what's important. Also, I've a way to manage to wander around the arena. I'm a sneaky little witch, y'know. Now I just have to see if Dad can convince Uncle Johnny into letting me crash at his place for the night.

*does the Joyful Dance of Who Love*

And maybe if my ninja skills are up to scratch, I'll seekritly sneak out and lurk out back. Just to lurk out back. I rather seriously doubt I'll catch a ROADIE for an autograph, let alone Pete, Roger, Zak, Simon, and everyone else. But it'd be nice just to lurk out in the bushes to see them a bit closer than I could on stage. (STFU. I'm not a creepy fangirl. NOT NOT NOT.)

In other news: I had a dream that I wandered into a summer camp looking for food and water, but was cast out very rudely by a "Christian" owner of the camp. D: He yelled at me and gave me three minutes before he set the dogs on my heatheny little arse. D: It wasn't the most pleasant dream I've ever had, but Baba magically descended from out of nowhere and helped me out. Hooray for Meher Baba! Super-Avatar!