I turned twenty-six last week and I really just don’t care about anything anymore. It feels great. However, I’ve been drunk or however every night since and that does not feel great.
For my birthday, a couple of friends and I went to one of my favorite bars in San Francisco, Trick Dog. They probably do not want to see me anymore but I had a blast. Here are some photos I took before I got smashed or my camera died – whichever came first.
They have a neat Zodiac-themed menu. I got the Aries which said something about how I have a huge and easily bruised ego…makes sense I guess.
After eating their signature Trick Dog and taking photos leaping into the air, we went to another bar. I can not tell you how that went since I explicitly told everyone to not tell me anything I might have done. I probably will never be welcomed back there either.