my birthday can only be described with few words.
wed.
cowboy boots.
sunburns.
rolling papers.
all at the beach.
and then oakland for my birthday dinner at lake manza.
then i went to mission and 48th for 40's, municipal waste, and great conversation.
thursday:
Golden gate park and 40's.
then mexican food with dirt, brandon, and sal from sac.
and marissa was my official birthday date, as we share the same birthday, and we think that is pretty swell.
im ready to go back to normal life now.
i want to draw and hear it.