The benefit show for Max was last night. Klair, Bets and I got a sleepy dinner at Slows. Talked about boys and sex most of the time. What else is there to talk about? Dropped off Klair and met up with Jenn at the show.

The place was already packed. Jenn guarded the door, demanding money from everyone that walked in. They always put her at the door…no one gets by without paying. Max was there with a messy pink scar running from the corner of his mouth to his jaw line just below his ear. He actually looked kinda badass.

I bought Bets and I PBRs and then the bands started. I hadn’t been to a show since December, so I was grinning like and idiot just from being there.

Couldn’t find a link to the first band, The Cause. noman played second and reminded me of pirate music. The Summer Pledge played last. Don’t know how I went so long without seeing them play, but I’m really glad I stuck around because they are damn good. The crowd was dancing spastically (I really hope I don’t look like some of those kids when I dance) and a couple of kids ended up with tambourines.

In between bands Jenn’s ex asked Betsy if he was going to get a hug. She told him “Fuuuuuuck NO!” and then proceeded to let him know what an asshole he is. I would have paid to watch that. Betsy, who is incredibly adorable, is the best bitcher-outer I’ve ever met. She does it in a way that is terrifying to the receiver of the bitching out and hilarious to anyone watching.

After the show we hobbled out to the parking lot like old ladies because wearing heels to a show, while undoubtedly stylish, always turns out painful. Bets dropped me off at my car and I headed home with a sinking feeling in my stomach because I know after midnight my phone always stops making noise.