er.

The inestimable points out to me that CommonRo is playing in Belfast on the *6th*, and despite my conviction that the 6th of October is a Saturday, it turns out it’s actually today.

Bloody hell.

Well. If I retreat to a hotel room over the weekend (the idea of which is now sullied), it appears I’ll be going to Cork. (Actually, sullied or not, the next few days need to be writing-heavy, so if I haven’t made a decent stand by noon or so tomorrow I’ll go into Cork.)

*mutter* I’m disappointed to miss CommonRo, but I’m MORE disappointed to miss them through *idiocy* than through choice. Stupid stupid writer creature.

5 thoughts on “er.

  1. Drat. Drat. And Double Drat.

    Well. Be very productive, and maybe they’ll perform again!

  2. Yeah, on occasion I do weird things with dates and days and all… which is why I have like 5 calendars hanging in various areas in my house.

  3. It’s possible if I’d remembered to change the calendar to October at the beginning of the week, I’d have avoided this, but it’s not actually likely. I’ve been convinced the 6th was a Saturday for months, and I’ve looked at the calendar dozens of times in that time period…

  4. Drat, indeed. I really wanted to be the Other Alaskan Fan, showing up in Belfast!

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