"When I was 17, I never thought that in ten years I'd be laying on the floor of my apartment, drunk as shit. I thought I'd be more of a refined adult"
Well, another year has made its rounds. I guess I'm in my late-20's. Life is a lot quieter. I guess that showed through my birthday celebrations. Just a small group of friends at a local bar. We'll forget about the fact that I got way drunker than I've been in a long time. I went to Pitchfork by myself the next day to see Sleater-Kinney (who were amazing, by the way). The rest of the weekend involved hitting the farmer's market, drinking lots of coffee, drinking whiskey and watching movies. I feel content. But I know tomorrow it'll be business as usual. I've got my goals for the next year and there's no better time to start than now.
For now, here's some snapshots from the weekend (please excuse the bad iPhone quality):