the precious
catherine with a very drunk nathen (the bassist) - i'll fix my red eye eventually.
the show was fantastic - and nostaligic in a dark and twisty sort of way, as i've got a few bruises. that, and a scab on my ankle got ripped open whilst i danced in the pit, and i had a huge bloody spot on my jeans. i got to have my shiny all-access pass, help aaron (their manager) make the magic happen by running perry (their bus driver) around town/to and from the hotel and giving george (the drummer) a lift to the hotel, cut through hallways, run amok, and then drink with the band at county clare after the show. the band and their crew were very laid back and down to earth. we didn't really see much of dave or bridget after the show, but whatever.
i managed to leave my phone somewhere - i called my friend tim using the office phone and it happened to be in his car. sweetheart that he is, he's going to drop it off for me in about an hour, which is good. granted, i had to look through a ton of e-mail to find what i hoped was his phone number and check it against my phone bill to see if it matched anything, but it's all good.
i'm soooo blissed out.