Keri liked the big straws and wanted some. I "negotiated" the deal with the bubble tea shop's manager. Dong, Jonathan, and I all pitched in and bought her a box. She looks happy. Sorta.
Jonathan can't stand the smell of Asian people.
My hair is in this really awkward between-hair-cuts phase that makes me look a lot older than I normally do . . . which is probably closer to as old as I really am.
Appreciating the blueberry green tea bubble drink is an involved process requiring a lot of concentration and, sometimes, prayer and meditation.