Victoria and I slaved away at Starbucks on Easter.
We loved it, clearly.
Our new manager isn't awful, but he thinks that being a manager at Starbucks is the equivalent of curing cancer or feeding the starving children in Africa. Calm down, buddy. The world will continue to turn even though we aren't wearing our name tags.
I had a dinner with my younger cousin Jonna.
My younger cousins are starting to become people I don't mind talking with.
I've waited a long time for this!
Her dad came up to me at Easter and said, "Thank you for inviting Jonna to dinner! She was so excited and has been talking about it ever since." Parent's are so embarrassing, but I'm glad she had fun!
Victoria also dragged me to bible study a few weeks ago.
It wasn't awful, but I was just reminded how much of an outsider I feel in a church setting.
That's all I got for ya, folks.