…who is going for The Police?

I’ve just learnt that Lokes is out of town the week they’re here (June 6 and 7) and I am in desperate need for someone who’s willing to let me go with them.

I know the tickets are crazy expensive. But how can I call myself a fan if I don’t like give up eating for them. This is The Police, guys. Tea in the Sahara. King of Pain. Synchronicity. Can’t stand losing. It’s like paying for a trip back in time.

C’mon!

Anyway, please please invite me. I need a ride. And people to hug and hold hands with as I De Do Do Do, De Da Da Da the night away.

ps. Karli, I have only enough money for one concert. Sting is sexier than Mayer. I promise.