Birthday

Old photos from San Francisco. A very cute flower shop in Japantown. Tomorrow is my birthday. I'm going to be twenty-four! The only plans I have is dinner with my parents at a family owned little Italian restaurant called Milano's. Isaac is in Houston with friends at an Arcade Fire show. He just texted me that he ran to the pit chased by security guards but they didn't catch him. I chose not to go because I'm not a fan of the band but I'm happy for him because that is his favorite band in the world. He's probably crying right now. He should be home by seven tomorrow and I'm not quite sure what we're going to do. I'm not one to use birthdays or holidays as an excuse to get awfully drunk but maybe we'll go out for a drink or two. I just want to have a nice simple day. I was talking to a friend of mine and he convinced me to do something really nice for myself, something I have yet to do and the first thing that came to my mind is sewing + making some pillows for my room. I have a sewing machine that I really don't know how to use. Maybe tomorrow is the day to learn. Pillows are so easy to make from what I understand. And I have some beautiful fabrics I ordered from Japan long ago I could use. If I can manage it, I'll do it!