|Emergency Sugar Mama/Daddy REQUIRED
||[Mar. 2nd, 2009|10:07 am]
OK. This is not a joke, it's not funny, and it is dire.|
I am so poor right now, I can't even pay attention.
Leonard Cohen is coming to town April 3rd 2009, and I don't have a ticket. Unless one of my peeps takes me, I can not go.
That would be a tragedy I will never recover from, as he is in his 70s, and it is not likely that I will ever have the chance to see him again. He is my ultimate favorite poet and musician, and I have memories of my mother singing "Suzanne" to me when I was a baby.
It would mean the world to me to see him in person.
This is my 3rd cry for help, and not my final. I will wail and moan and cry until someone decides to take me.
I will be the prettiest date you ever had. I will wear either my 1950s see through lace dress, or my 1930s dragon lady dress (once owned by the famous dancer "Mimi"), your choice. And I will cook for you, make you some jewelry, and a hat. Or make you a another piece of art.
I am seriously begging, and I am desperate. If you love Leonard Cohen as much as I do, then you understand why I have been reduced to begging.
I know the tickets are expensive, but if you are going anyways, what's one more ticket? Really, I will clean your house, and do your chores. I will organize your messy computer.
Let me know your terms.