She rang me at 8.30 the other morning after a
night out.  As she rang off I said, in older
sister mode, now go to bed.  “Oh no” said
she “I must book my tickets for Toronto”. 

Me: WhatÂ’s happening in Toronto?

Her: You donÂ’t want to know.

Me:  Tell
me.

Her: 
Well, IÂ’m going to a David Gray concert.

Me: Why donÂ’t any of these people ever come to Chicago?

Her: 
Well, actually, he is coming to Chicago.

Me: What?

Her (defensively):  Well, I bought the Toronto tickets when I thought I might not
be able to get tickets for Chicago.

Me:  But
now you actually have Chicago tickets.

Her: Well, yes.

Me: But youÂ’re still going to Toronto. 
Profligate.

In her defence, she does have a friend who
lives in Toronto, but sheÂ’s still profligate.
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