in the moderate Aristotelian city

ephemera gave me my AJ ticket last night and I put it in my handbag and checked and double checked that it was there so I would have it tonight, because, AJ. And I checked my bag for my ticket this morning on the Tube and it wasn't there.

Now I'm hoping and praying that I just accidentally left it on the kitchen table when I turned out my bag this morning to get my jacket. If it's somehow got lost, or I dropped it on the way to the station, I'm going to be so incredibly fucking upset. I know it's only a concert and it won't kill me to not go, but, really. It would make me very very very very VERY sad.

And I'm now at work, and can't just nip home and check (2hr round trip, at least), so I'm going to be stressing and panicking about this all day.

Shit.

In happier news, the Backstreet Boys are totally and utterly fabulous in every way. But AJ's solo song was so completely fucking awesome, that if I don't get to see him tonight I may actually cry.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaangst!

ETA: Panic over. Thanks to the combined powers of adelate and iconis, I am informed my ticket is safe. Thank you both sooooo much! ♥ ♥ ♥