the show was FUN. nerve-wracking, fer sher, and i'm certain that we looked as clueless as we felt. i felt beyond awkward when it came time to put the equipment up and tear it back down, and was afraid we weren't moving fast enough for the next band (dirt jake replicas). they were nice, though.
i... funny this is that i keep forgetting i'm IN the band. i had several people come up to me and shake my hand and tell us we had an awesome set afterwards, and i would either stare at their hand as if i was trying to figure out what they were giving me, or give them a blank stare.
many people took a ton of pictures, but i'm too lazy to copy and post or to even look at the pictures on my own camera, so i give you a taste in andrea's journal.
came home, freaking EXHAUSTED, though i didn't really DO much. crawled right into bed, slept for 45 min, and was drug out of bed by overwhelming hunger pangs. funny that all i did was stand on stage and sing a couple of 'ooh la la la's, and i feel like i've worked a field all day.
long shift tomorrow, bah. it's always so anticlimactic to go from rock star to retail worker.