I had a great Birthday (June 16). I spent the entire weekend going out and drinking way too much. It was needed and so much fun. I also got another tattoo. I'm pretty sure it'll be my last. I always wanted three. Plus it's not cute to have random tattoos all over your body.
My new job is great. There isn't a whole lot to do, but I'm enjoying it more than EN. The people are unbelievably nice and fun to hang out with. They are close. Everyone says hi to each other. The only weird thing that I haven't gotten use to is, how nice the men are. They OPEN DOORS, they wait until all the women are on the elevator then they board. It's so weird. I'm not use to it, it throws me off everytime.