Ouch.

I'm not in a foul mood very often but today I definitely hit a bad one.

Salman Rushdie is coming to Edmonton. I found out right away via my library membership.  By the time I was about to buy general admission tickets, it was sold out. My fault - should've known better.  I should've just quickly purchased a pair of tickets and then figured out who to take afterwards. 

There were only VIP tickets left and although much pricier, I was convinced I'd eventually cave and buy them anyway.   I'd check from time to time and they'd be always available. Weeks passed.  Today was to be *the* day.  I checked this morning and there they were, totally available. 

Left work early. Got my teeth cleaned. Stopped by Chapters to get Satanic Verses, the book that got

Mr. Rushdie in "trouble" (I haven't read it yet - only Midnight's Children, which I remember thoroughly enjoying).  Daydreamed about inhaling the book before getting to meet the author.  Got home. Pulled out my credit card. Went to the ticket website and then to my horror saw this:

Nooooooooooooooooo!!!!

Urgh! Mentally kicked myself for taking so damn long and waiting until the afternoon the VIP tickets sold out :(  Super duper fail. Grr.

I'm glad I went climbing after my condo board meeting tonight (thanks for staying open late, climbing gym).  Listening to other people's stories and lives and then burning out my forearms with my sister helped me out of my funk a bit.

Painful lesson learned though. Next time I want to do something, I AM PROBABLY DOING IT.  Preferably legally and safely.

On to happier thoughts.  Like Paint Nite last night :)