Oh god. I'm not sure if I'm a moron or just crazy. A few months back I made plans to go with some friends to the Def Leppard concert. I somehow managed to get into my head that the show was on my birthday, the 28th.

So for 2 weeks D has been asking me when the show was. I kept saying the 28th and then Monday he told me he thought he'd heard on the radio the 27th.

"It can't be the 27th! That would mean it's on a school night and to boot, a school night when I have an in-class essay on Virginia Woolf's 'A Room of One's Own'!"

"Double check honey," he says rather smugly.

"Fine, but I know you heard wrong!"

So I check ticketmaster and lo-and-behold, the show is on the 27th.

ARGH!!! WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE? I've been looking forward to this for months and now I can't even go. I just hope we can find someone who does want to go so I can recoop some of the ticket cost.

Worse part is that now I have to find some other way to celebrate my b-day. YUK.