I knew this would happen. Madonna day has arrived and I'm a wreck. I thought I really wasn't that excited about the whole thing, but in typical Madrigle fashion my emotions have caught up with me.

I slept a total of 3 hours last night. I hope. At the least. My heart was pounding from about 6:00 last night and is still going strong. I feel like I've shugged about 12 cups of coffee. I was reading TRYING to just wind down enough to get some shut eye. And up by 3:30 this morning. I'm such a fucking spaz. I guess there is no opening act, which is cool, and "Isacc" and "Sorry" are both on the play list plus other yummy songs from the new album, also "ray of light" AND "La Isla Bonita," a early favorite. Hell, here is the complete set list, it includes many, many favorites. It seems I luck out at concerts getting to hear my very favorites. "Future Lovers," "Get Together," "Like a Virgin," "Jump," "Live to Tell," "Forbidden Love," "Isaac," "Sorry," "Like It or Not," "I Love New York," "Ray of Light," "Let It Will Be," "Drowned World," "Paradise (Not for Me)," "Music," "Erotica," "La Isla Bonita," "Lucky Star," "Hung Up."

From what I can tell our seats are actually pretty damned good. I won't be standing at her feet like I was at the Pet Shop Boys, (who have a fabulous new album out, by the way, no domestic release yet) more on the seating after the fact.

Ok, I have to go finish packing. LOVE to you.