This morning I went to church and put on a video presentation documenting the mission trip that I went on last month. After that, some of us went to Panera for lunch. When I got back home, I worked out for a little while and fooled around with Garageband some more. (I'm still addicted.) Then my parents took me out to dinner for my birthday, because they forgot to do something for me two weeks ago when it actually was my birthday. I had to work right after that, so I left early and got changed. As soon as I stepped in to work, I didn't feel like helping a single customer. Therefore, I stayed in the back and washed dishes all night while the new kids served customers. Jennifer came over after work, and we watched all three hours of The Titanic. (It's a very nostalgic movie, so I was down for the long ride.) After that, I went to sleep. ...And that's why I'd much rather write about giant, killer innertubes filled with jelly than my boring life.