Oh and…

It just may be that I have no concept of money, and it might also be that guilt, in my stupid head, is a driving force above and beyond anything else. But, I have tickets to see Damien Rice on February 22. And front row seats none the less.

And now I can stop obsessing and the world will rejoice. Scalpers, I will recommence hating on you tomorrow.

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