And because I had been feeling slightly sorry for myself (and I got lost in the world of blogs), I hadn't checked my concert e-mails in quite some time. More fool me. I clean out my box -sounds dirty, doesn't it? - and find a pre-sale e-mail for none other than
(I puffy heart and rainbows Dave Grohl...Really, I do)
The end of September, at the Hard Rock in Las Vegas. Guess who hasn't been in Vegas in almost 2 years AND should be out of her lime green prison AND has a birthday coming up?!
Viva Las Vegas, baby! Meet me at the bar!