Pants Vs. Reality Check

In 24 hours time I'm going to be sitting in my seats at Massey Hall in Toronto with my Twimate Crystal, about to see Tori MOTHERFUCKING Amos.

the reality of this has yet to fully set in. it's about half way set in. in the sense that I'm freaking out. like legit NERVOUS. why am I nervous? I don't know. I'm sure I can trace it back to highschool though. when I first discovered Tori.

I had a guitar teacher in high school who was pretty much the hottest woman alive.
(and she may or may not read this. annnd if she does, oh well. it's not like I wasn't totally fucking obvious in highschool)
and during guitar class, when we all had mastered the C scale forwards and backwords, she used to just play music. and one day she busted out Winter (By Tori)
aside from being insanely hot, she was also insanely talented. and her rendition of Winter is still one of my favorite songs ever. (side note, at the end of school we actually pooled money together to get her studio time so she could record an album. when she did, she put her cover of winter on it and gave me a copy of the cd. she also did a fucking outstanding cover of Africa by ToTo.)
I don't suppose I need to go into detail about how I was crushing hardcore on this teacher. and how when she sang that song I fell in love, and was thusly an awkward pile of nerves. 
at the time I didn't know who Tori was. but I knew that I loved that song. I don't recall exactly how I came to realize that it was a Tori song. I'm sure I asked or something. but as soon as I did, I was instantly obsessed.
I spent the vast majority of highschool with Little Earthquakes and Boys for Pele blasting into my disgruntled and angst riddled ears. and pretty much since then I've patiently awaited every album she has ever made.
I have to say that night of hunters, the album she's currently touring for, is in my top two. (strange little girls is still my favorite album to date). it's very classically arranged. it's beautiful. even though it's not the same angst riddled angry girl screaming out powerful words while playing two pianos at a time, it's still really really fucking amazing. and she still has the ability to move me, and nearly bring me to tears. - which could also be because of my raging uterus. but I swear to fuck. I'm going to cry tomorrow. it's going to happen. I've just come to terms with it.

anyways.

I'm excited. and I haven't slept in 24 hours. but I think I'm still too excited to sleep!

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

pictures of course shall follow.



It's still my favorite song by her. ever.