1:58 p.m.

Is when I finally turned on ITunes and started up the Duran. And lost most of my sense of composure about all this. I'm sure tomorrow I will be feeling the "over the hump" postpartum. It was an over 20-year carrying to this night, afterall. But if it happened everyday, then it wouldn't be so wonderful, would it.

I'm in…Medazzaland. See you on the flip side.

ps. BritGeek, I wandered through my old concert tix last night. Sacramento was 1997, Medazzaland tour, Concord was 1999. Great America was the summer of 2000.