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I didn't even think that I would be going.
When tickets first went on sale I had no money to pick up a ticket. And I'm not the hugest Pearl Jam fan in the world, so I wasn't going to go out of my way to get a ticket. Last night, my roommate's friend thought he had a ticket that I oculd buy. He was going to sell it to me for the actual ticket price, $70, which I didn't mind. As it turned out, his friend, who was helping him sell it, had already sold it and never bothered to tell him. So when I was about to buy the ticket, he told me that he didn't have it anymore.
I was shit out of luck, it seemed.
It was about 6:30 this evening, and I was home alone, while my roommates were gone to the concert. I was cooking sme supper and rocking out to some New Order. A little disappointed, but I've gotten used to disappointment when it comes to concerts. It's just a constant thing with me. I miss concerts. It's what I do. All of a sudden the phone rings. It's my roommate calling from the arena, and he had a ticket for me and it was only going to cost me $20. I decided to go for it, since it was only $20, but I wasn't expecting great seats.
I ate my supper, then hopped on the bus and went down there. Picked up my ticket and found my seat, which was righ next to the stage, just a few rows back. Fucking spectacular seats.
I missed the opening act, which was this great band from Halifax called Wintersleep. I was a little disappointed that I missed that, because I absolutely love them. But hey, I got great seats at a $70 concert on the day of the concert for $20, so I can't complain (especially considering how fucking good the concert was).
Right now, however I am very very tired and cannot think well enough to form any more coherent sentences, (I don't even know how coherent this post is, really,) so I bid you all adieu for the time being.
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