kismet unmet and things I found funny

Lots to say so I'll try to be concise.

I ended up going to the concert last night by myself. I called to cancel the second ticket before getting on the el. Then, while staring out the window of the train, I saw Jenna (Anne's brother's friend I met on St. Patrick's Day) preparing to board my train car. She was on her way home from work with no plans for the evening, so I asked if she wanted to go to the symphony right then and she was all for it! I called them back to say to un-cancel the ticket, but the box office said she'd have to purchase the ticket since it had already been released. Is there a word for something that is almost perfectly kismet and then fails? There should be. And the real kicker? When I got to orchestra hall, they handed me two tickets. I guess they never actually canceled the second ticket and Jenna could have come. Go figure.
The concert was very good. Rameau (some other baroque guy) suite, a Bach Cantata that featured a very good but very affected countertenor (he looked like he was performing his own personal opera with crazy gesticulations and every phrase that ended with the letter "t" was punctuated to the point of showering the first three rows of the audience), and a Bach suite that was quite wonderful and made the whole outing worthwhile.
I had to sneeze during both Bachs and thought I was allergic to someone's perfume or hairspray. Hold that thought.
There was a cute Boy on the el on the way home and while we shared laughs across the way and I thought of my parents and how they met I never said anything and just got off at my stop like the shy little dork I am.
I was absolutely freezing on my way back home and then still freezing in my apartment and then my nose started tickling more and clogging up until I was sure I was getting a cold by the time I went to sleep. Sure enough, I woke up this morning with a cold. Fuck you, cold.

Now, I must respond to many things from and about other people:
If you haven't already read the comments from my Lucid Lucid Lucid post, Amy is the funniest person ever. And I quote:

i'll go... last night... in my time machine.though i'm not sure i could travel back that far. it's not a very good time machine.

I heart Amy.

Toph- I remember when you sent the link to the Mario boxes site, making the whole scandal/story that much more fucking hilarious. Thank you for the cheer-up. And yes, I meant that Anne.
Anne- Yes, the text was from me. Three cheers for Boston! Did you get one of the jobs? Are you out of your suitcase yet? In theory I could send you an email, but that would require oh so much effort.

Also, Toph's blog had an ad for checks with a message and I found many of them highly entertaining. I already mentioned these in Toph's blog, but I'm just too amused to leave it at that.

(do they accept these at Walmart? How about as a donation to the Christian Coalition, which is another funny/terrifying site in itself...)





Other thing I found funny and forgot to share yesterday:The death of the first born one is my favorite, though the lice have googly eyes.

For now, I'll leave things at that, but mostly because I can't breathe and it's finally late enough to justify taking more Nyquil.