Tonight was the Tori Amos concert. I planned to meet my pal OE there. He was going to be a little late because he was showing a house. (He's in real estate.)
When I got there, I decided to check out the merch counter. I saw the cute little bag that's pictured below. I decided to splurge on it, even though it was ridiculously priced.
Anyway, I sat through one of the opening bands, The Ditty Bops, and no OE. (They were delightfully eccentric.) Then, the break between said band and Tori. Still no OE.
Then, Tori graces the stage wearing a gorgeous peachy-pink dress. Still OE. I'm so sad, this would be his favourite part of the concert - just seeing her entrance.
About an hour into Tori's set, still no OE. Finally I get a call saying he got swamped at work and cannot make the concert. I'm so sad! First of all, it must have been a really bad situation, since Tori is to OE as Ben Folds or the Weakerthans are to me. Plus, seeing Tori without OE is like apple pie without the ice cream. We always go together when she's in Toronto. It's tradition. I hate when tradition is messed with, especially by the whims of the housing market. Finally, I'm rather sad that I'm at said concert alone, feeling a little losery. But still, better to be the loser-y one in the stands, as opposed to the one missing their favourite musician because of stupid work.
So how does of all this prove I'm psychic, you ask? Well, the fact that I indulged in retail therapy before my sad situation occured may strongly point to clairvoyant powers on my part.
If Hogwarts existed, you'd better believe I'd be applying for the post of Professor of Divination.
p.s. There is also some evidence that Tori herself possesses some mindreading powers (or Legilimancy as it is called in the Harry Potter world). After OE phoned me, and I was sad, she started playing all of my favourite songs. Hah! We could be co-workers at Hogwarts!
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