In a week and a half, I am going to see Christina Aguilera in concert. Oh, YEAH!!! My friend Janice, who always goes to concerts with me, got us tickets. We were excited about it. Then, I told her that the Pussycat Dolls were opening and we squeeled. We are so going early to make sure we don't miss a second of the candy-coated, sugar-dusted, syruppy-sweet confection. Should I not be this excited about this concert? Later.