Solo
I am trying to determine if I could go to the Kiss Country Chili Cookoff in Pembroke Pines on January 30th by myself. If I wait much longer I will most likely not get a ticket at all. How socially screwed up is it that I have no one to go with? Would be nice to make it a date with my husband but since it is an all day and all evening excursion my husband has suggested I could go alone since we have no sitter. As much as someone I know loves her some Keith Urban I really wish she could go. If I had the money, honey, I'd strap you in beside me! Alas, I do not. Now if only airlines took my Angel's gold card we would be in business because they love my ass there at the VS credit card department.
Update: Making that Jimmy Buffet reference earlier was some sort of Fucking Karmic Voodoo, I decided I don't much care to go by myself after all. I am feeling just entirely too unloved today. The disappointment is nothing compared to getting a Jimmy Buffet special preferred people pre-sale offer for a concert I didn't know was even happening in my town that was mistakenly sent to me and calling to order tickets with just enough post-shopping credit line left thinking I was eligible to use my Burdine's card to buy tickets and then being told that it is for a different type of Burdine's account than I have and ultimately not being able to order tickets for that either. I am feeling SO not special. Shoot me now.
Posted by gwendolyn on January 19, 2005 at 09:41 AM