days

yesterday was keith's birthday, so nicholas and i baked him a cake, from scratch, frosting too, and took it to magic gardens. i was the only girl, not-dancing girl, of course, and the old lady in charge told him he couldn't eat it in there, so he took it to the car and we didn't get the chance to sing happy birthday. i went home early because on saturdays i work early, and nicholas and matteo came home ridiculously late and kept me up and i didn't get enough sleep, and combined with my newfound allergies i didnt make for a good employee this morning so i called in sick, and slept a few more hours. then i went to work at the salon, and rode my bike to the soccer game, where keith got kicked out and i hung out with nicholas and watched matteo. we biked home and hung out for a few minutes, then went up to mississippi and had burgers and beers at amnesia. we sat outside. there were SO many people-- the patio was bursting full, it was 65 degrees, and everyone was out. we went home for a second so i could change then we met everyone at holocene: white denim was there, and it was great, and i developed minute crushes on the drummer, guitarist, and bassist, in that order exactly, and the guy from taco del mar was there, and the fry guy, and i wanted to say hi to him but by the time we decided i should he was nowhere to be found, and nicholas and i walked home. we're eating macaroni and cheese and making a list of where we should eat brunch tomorrow; friends of his from college are in town and we're going to eat; afterward it's "park day": at 1pm we're meeting, at a park, and playing catch, bocce ball, and horseshoes, in no particular order. it's going to be 68 degrees and all of portland is excited.