Where's the love for the ferret?

Okay, I'm not going to go insane only to have my hopes and dreams crushed like last time. But Mummy and I have snooty seats for the upcoming Dancing with the Starts tour. If you got the "VIP" package from the official website, you got a seat at a table (the ones surrounding the floor), a t-shirt, program and "complimentary drink", now, neither my mother or I drink alcohol, so we are hoping that means any type of beverage. Anyways, while the tickets were quite pricy, if you just a got a floor seat and add on all the Ticketmaster charges, it would have cost the same and you wouldn't have the program or t-shirt and may not even be at a table.
( In which I go into detail about this and other things )

I must admit, I've had many a heterosexual girl crush in my day (as I'm so old and ancient you know). I have found that most the women that catch my eye tend be ones that could totally take me in a fight while still remaining feminine (Hello, Lena Olin). Well, Monday night, a new one took her place in my heart. And not only can she take me in a fight, it's her job.

( If you haven't figured it out yet )