So I'm working on Friday, when i get a call from my girlfriend.

"I won tickets to Projekt Revolution on KRAB this morning" she says.
"It's tomorrow in San Bernandino. We have to go."

So I'm thinking, damn, thats not gonna be a great show, but it is free, and she did win meathead at a rock-paper-siccors game, so we might as well go.

Not too great at all. First off, the tailgating sucked, because everyone insisted on blasting MCR or Linkin Park. Very original. Then, everyone seemed to be drinking the nastiest beer on the face of the earth. Bud Light! The sun is beating down on everyone and i can tell the day isn't going to get any better soon.  So me and my girl start on our bottle of CAPTAIN MORGAN, and after about 5 shots each, we head for the line.

So we get to the top of the hill, right before they do the body pat-down and they turn us back, telling us they are not allowing backpacks or anything. I had taken my backpack that had a blanket so we could sit on and a couple other things. So we headed back down the hill and towards our car. I think it was about 12:50 pm or so.  When we got there, we decided we would finish the bottle, and thats exactly what we did. A couple of minutes later, my girl is puking out the window, and then that makes me puke. Bad times.....

Anyways, so next thing i know, my gf is nudging me, telling me to wake the fuck up. I looked at my phone and it was telling me it was 4:15. I couldn't believe i had passed out through hours of the show. So I take a pick-me-up shot and smoke a joint and we make our way up the hill again, this time minus the waiting in line. My girl had never been there, so she was pretty excited. I'm pretty phsyced too, cuz ill be seeing MSI!

Except for that MSI had already played! i was devastated. That meant that all i had to look forward to was My Chemical Romance and Linkin park. EH!

So about 5pm and 3 joints later, i get really hungry, so my girl takes off w/ my money clip to get me some pizza. I almost passed out again, and i wouldn't have minded because i think H.I.M. was up at stage, or maybe it was Taking Back Sunday.  Anyways, so I'm already slipping away, when i feel some stuff falling on my face. When i opened my eyes, there was 4 people around me, dropping candy into my mouth. The pretty one of the group tells me that i look sad and lonely, and i explain all the shit that had been going on that day. I don't know if they believed that i was actually there with someone. My girlfriend was taking forever! So they all just sit around me and we start talking and whatnot. Finally my girl emerges from the sea of tees w/ my pizza and a soda in hand. She told me it was 10 dollars and i said "FUCK!"

So then I felt in the mood for some beer. I asked some guy if he would buy it for me and he says yeah, just give me 24 dollars. I though he was joking, but no, the beer was actually 12 dollars a cup!!!!

So yeah, anyways, the highlights of the show were me passing out and MCR. I'm by no means a fan, and i actually don't know any of their stuff (except for that shit that was forced into my brain by my girl), but they put on an amazingly surprisingly good show. They had it all: the screaming fans, the awesome weather/atmosphere/venue, the pyrotechnics (YES! they had PYRO!) and some other good stuff that i don't want to spoil for anyone seeing them in SD this Wednesday.

But yeah, better than sitting at home and being drunk. Well...........