everyone got sick and/or respectfully declined to hang out, so i decided to have a solo birthday bash
i drove to fort bragg (like 3.5 hours from me) and hiked in the jug handle preserve, found a lot of cutie mushies and made it back to the beach by sunset
i rented a fancy ass hotel room with a fancy jacuzzi that came with champagne and bubbles and chocolate sand dollars and rose petals and nice robes and a great view overlooking the ocean
drank and texted my way into oblivion, watched a lot of impractical jokers, bought some carrot cake
came home early in the day because a lightning storm was brewing and f*ck driving over relatively strange mountain roads in a storm
took a hit of acid to hopefully get some insight on life or something idk but it was kinda boring. i painted and watched coraline and went on a walk. the visuals were pretty dope though.