and this is where things fall apart. i missed a very important fact in my grogginess. MICHA WAS ALREADY IN THE TICKET BUYING PHASE WHEN SHE WOKE ME UP. i fee-fi-fo-fummed during the part where you only have so long to make a decision and purchase the tickets. OUR TIME WAS UP. micha was booted. GO DIRECTLY TO JAIL. DO NOT PASS GO, DO NOT COLLECT TWO HUNNID DOLLARS. i fucked up y’all. now micha was back in the queue with me.
do y’all see that place in line? that is not an image i googled. that is my actual place in line. i was now devastated twice at myself in-so-many days, once for not realizing geoffrey was sick, and a second time for not realizing we were already under the time restraint. ok, so we sit in line and i mean the queue is not moving. like not at all. i get frustrated and just give up and go back downstairs.
but i had a praying micha. she remained in the queue. and woke me up because she got in. again. this time no hemming and hawwing. all the good seats were gone. we took what they had, still very reasonably priced. especially for beyonce, in my opinion.
and this is the part where we live happily-ever-after...
FCKuCANCER. 
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