Yssy just called to ask how long the Sia gig we attended earlier this year lasted, because she just happens to be in Dublin for a day, and just happened to pick up the newspaper, and apparently Sia just happens to be playing some Dublin club tonight. And she's wondering if she'll be able to make it to the venue before the proper set starts.
I would have strangled her with the phone cord, but a) I was on my mobile (damn you, technological advancement!) and b) she's in Dublin (damn you, ...space!) so I'll just have to settle for weeping enviously into my blanky.
Edit: apparently she didn't make it to the concert after all, which didn't make me feel better at all. Where's shadenfreude when you need it?
I would have strangled her with the phone cord, but a) I was on my mobile (damn you, technological advancement!) and b) she's in Dublin (damn you, ...space!) so I'll just have to settle for weeping enviously into my blanky.
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