September has driven me INSANE!!!

It's just so nerve-wracking, not knowing whether my lovely boys will win or if they will be done for. And then if they win, it will be the same thing next week and the week after and the week after for that. I am feeling constantly naueous.

It all feels very life-or-death at the moment.

I am waiting for tickets for the Friday night game to go on sale. 11 more minutes.

6 minutes now.

I think if we do make it to the Grand Final, I will probably vomit.

5 minutes. I shall go and constantly refresh the ticketmaster page now, just in case.


ETA: ARG!!! I can't get through!!!


ETA2: Now I'm holding, both on the internets and the phone. This is terribly frustrating!!! Is this the music from 'Boy from Oz'??? Hugh Jackman is hot.

*sigh* Holding is boring.


Ooooh, I'm through!!!!

And holding again.


ETA3: YAYS TICKETS!!! And not bad ones either. Hoorays!!!