The saga of the latte boy continues...

So I was pretty much over the latte boy. no more nerves. no more butterflies. just another barista. whatevs. He can never remember my name! Why waste my time? And then today the three of us walk in and i stop to look at a coffee cup. he goes "Hi nicole! Hi Erin!". I slowly turn around and look at him. "oh hey you!" and i got all crazy for a second and i was like you never remember my name! and he goes "kaitlin, right?". and i was like whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat??? so he apparently knows my name? AND I'M LEAVING.

i don't know how i feel about this.


last night was awesome. "i'm so happy and for once it has nothing to do with food".