Tired Prince Craziness

As was the case this time last week, we've got last minute tickets for yet another Prince concert for tonight so I must blog now before I'm overwhelmed by too many "Princeploits".

To be honest, all the concerts are starting to blur now and I'm trying to remember what particular congs he did at which concerts, and when did he say this funny thing, and which show was it that he tripped when walking over to our side of the stage etc. In a nutshell, we went to concerts last Thursday & Sunday, and also went to the Thursday night aftershow party where we got even closer to the front and got to touch one of his backing singer's (Shelby J) hands and sing into her mic.. all while trying not to look up her skirt. Yup, we were THAT close. I had to spend half the aftershow with a very rude woman, who barged her way to the front (and told me to "be happy and enjoy the show" when I shot her dirty looks for pushing on front of other people), pressing her chubby breasts against me and leaning over me to take pics of Prince (even though this is strictly forbidden). However, Prince noticed this and had one of his aides shine a torch in her face until she relented. Her equally rude friend kept sticking his arm in my face so he could click his fingers at Prince. WTF? Why would he notice you doing that and why would be appreciate THIS? After having a bit of an arm wrestle with him when he thumped my head one too many times, he & his obnoxious camerawoman friend left... hopefully sensing how hated they were by everyone in that section of the crowd.

Rooooode!

So far this week I have been incredibly tired and run down. I've also been feeling a bit weird & depressed too but I attribute that to now being in great health at the moment. I'm taking iron tabets again and eating better so I just need to get back in the gym/yoga studio and that should help me heaps! Once Mr Prince leaves town I can focus more on my play, the fundraiser for it and (afford) singing & piano lessons. Yay. The future's not so bleak.

And I promise to be nice to my sore throat/deteriorating voice and not scream (much) at tonight's concert.