like whoa.
Went to see Slayer last night.
Unearth opened for them and they are bad ass....but I needed to be more drunk. Tim and I drank half a bottle of Jager on the way to the concert and chugged 3 beers when we got there.
Slayer gets on stage and there's me and my drunk ass barrelling down the stairs to the floor and I get there and I realise. I'm a big girl, but I'm one of the smallest people out here. Scary.
But scary or not I jump in head fucking first. Circling the pit and getting the shit kicked out of me, I have never felt so alive in months!
And a great workout on top of it all.
Saw Kevin, my tattoo artist, met some new friends one of which was on the hot side of really cute, and ran into Jay and Ian and their crew. Good to see familiar faces.
Either way here's some pics of the damage.
One arm...forming buises
the other arm. damn camera phones don't show enough color. it's pretty and purple in the middle.
My knee....again you can't see the greens and blues as much but lets say I fell smack on top of my knee caps onto the cement.....hard.
and finally, my broken face. haha not really. BUt it's swollen and turning black. I hope it's not really broken. It hurts like it though.
and it was good times.