onwards to the depths of self pity (and back again i guess)

I missed them.

 

Sob. Wail. Sob sob sob sob.

I cannot tell you how bad this is. I am trying to think of when I last felt this disappointed and cannot even dredge up a childhood memory of over-reacting to some petty thing or other and I can’t think of it. I’m trying to think of something that makes it all better.

Carter USM played two gigs this year. One of them was one where they played the entire track album of 1992 the Love Album and Post historic Monsters. The second of these has a couple of fantastic tracks I’ve wanted to see played live. Especially this one here: http://tiny.cc/tHtlk
They were going to play it – they played it and I wasn’t there. They even emailed the newslist to say what a fantastic light show they were going to have. And I wasn’t there.
The ticket was bought for me for my birthday and I had a COLD. A COLD GODDAM IT. WHY ON THAT DAY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHHHHHHYYYYYYY?

If I B*Witched ever do a concert I’m going into quarantine for 6 weeks before.
Oh, and it occurs on the day when there’s a massive weather storm as well.
I started crying myself to sleep at midday or so.
Today I have minimum cold and feel pretty OK.
On the one hand I’m even more annoyed because I should at least have been hospitalised to have missed this gig. On the other hand at least I can go running sooner than I thought I would.
If the sodding weather would turn.

actually it was on the first album

There was me thinking ‘To you I belong’ was on B*Witched’s second album when actually, no. It’s an early song. First album. Maybe I don’t need to find that second CD after all. Although it has been suggested I may be currently trying to sell it on Amazon marketplace with the result that I could have bought it off myself and failed to give myself any positive feedback as I’d just wasted money posting it to the address where it already was.

If you see what I mean.

(Must stop thinking about B*Witched….)