I probubly shouldn't have spent the money that i did last nite.
And i definitely shouldn't have had that faxe before heading out.
Went to beardo's place to hook up with him and danica. Then went to the marquee. This is what made the nite expensive, because i was essentually paying $12 to see one guy play.
But greg Mcpherson was really good, so it was worth it.

After he played, i made my way to the seahorse for the slitch release. Played some pinball. Watched hell city love play what very much sounded like a ripoff of a late 70's am radio song. Watched slitch tear it up while spilling beer on myself and getting many elbows to the face.

When slitch was done, it is at this point that the drunken lapse of judgement occured. Grabbed my jacket, headed back to the marquee, as i had told beardo and danica that i would track them down after the slitch show. I should have stuck around the seahorse longer cause there was no way i was gonna find them amongst the sea of matt mays fans. Caught his last few songs, which were ok. He puts on a good show, i guess.
And after that, home for the pass out.