In which Interfecta is confused, again

Easter with my family failed to be torture. That was nice!

Family members are asking me for birthday present wishes. I have no idea what to tell them because I'm not optimistic that they'll get me anything I want.

DJ may have gotten me a job as his replacement at Regal, but we don't know who'll watch Ashton so DJ can train me, we don't know when DJ will start at Camp Baker again, and we don't know when we'll find out. I was interrogated at length about what "my plans were for my future" this weekend. I feel like my life is officially in complete limbo.