Damn, these kids really wanted to see Ethel Cain. Or 9 million. If the previous concert proved anything its hat the opener may indeed have shooters.
I shall read my book in the meanwhile.
It's starting to rain.
SIGH
It rained last time I was here too.
The rain has ceased.
The rain has not ceased.
Lock in Mr. Squidward. No pain!
Everyone here is so fashionable.
The self-conscious feelings have yet to return,. For Now.
It's a nice feeling.
My fit is okay. I put effort in, but its not 10/10. Naturally, the Eddie Guerrero shirt got compliments.
I am the only person wearing this much yellow. Lots of white, brown, black and camo clothing.
I spot a mom who has underestimated how crazy this line would be.
I can still feel Snort on my head even though he is in my bag.
Someone is wearing a Mitski shirt. Stark reminder this is my second time seeing Ethel Cain.
I have footage, but its for a rainy day. No pun intended.
It's astounding how I'm under more stress and conflict as opposed to the St. Vincent concert but like, I feel way more in control. I think things may actually be okay. but I cannot have any more car problems. That was not in the budget.
People really love the Eddie shirt. One day I want to wear a dress.
I am nearing the end of my James Baldwin book. I bought this at the start of my tenure at Schlotzsky's around 2020. This book carried me through some hard times. Also some quiet times, and times to think. I read, "If Beale Street Could Talk," while taking art classes at ACC. Tell Me How Long the Train's Been Gone was essential for processing grief. I read Just Above my Head as I prepared to make or break one of the most important relationships of my life. And here I am now. 80 or so pages left. Ain't that something?
I like 9Million. I like their humor and juggling. The sound team absolutely let these guys down.
The heat cannot get to me. I love pushing my body to the limit. Keep your sissy fans 😡
Oh god its that fucking Liquid Death commercial.
Whiskey Myers... Oh you
Two People have passed out. Between the heat and humidity, I'm not surprised. Its still a little scary. Wait. Why am I scared? It didn't happen to me and I can do this til 2am. Oh no. Empathy. Rats!!!
I actually cried during Nettles. The scenary, the mood, her voice, and again. The scenary got to me. It reminded me of the pond me and Stef would go to for (redacted, holy shit this is so vulnerable I do not know if this will ever be unredacted omg why did I write that??!!?!?)