melisa and i were able to attend the jamas/welchfest show.
&i'm sure it wasn't as good as the originally scheduled welchfest would have been.
but it sure was fantastic.
we decided before the show we didn't feel like doing the whole "mosh scene."
whatever, try sticking to that when chiodos plays.
yeah, good luck.
so, she got her foot stomped on three times, a beautiful bruise forreal.
(hah, it was at a gospel center, and the lady in charge pushed through the moshpit, stopped chiodos, and threatened to end the show if the chaos didn't stop. psht.)

we stuck out quite a bit.
feeling so un-scene, un-emo.
looking quite vintage-y, classy, layered-y, grandmother-y.
hah.

the show was couple overload.
always making us a little lonely.
ahhhh well.

i have my birthday present picked out.
st.andrew's hall: chiodos, boys night out, armor for sleep.
pleaseandthankyou.