Theres this one guy that always wears a sun visor. He takes it off for class and there is a crease in his hair. Its all I can look at.
Ive got some fantastic books lined up to read. Ones that probably no one knows about.
I never know what to do with the last little bit of coffee in my mug. Do I heat it up? Do I push through? Its a constant battle.
Last night my friend Kristi and I skewered a piece of Okra and stuck it in a chocolate fountain. We made our friend Alan eat it. We didnt tell him what it was.
This makes me laugh: