I am belching like an 11 year old.
My stomach doesn't even want to think about food.
My gut sounds like, as my Grandma Sade would say, I et cats.
My butt hurts.
I would think about selling my soul for a solid night's sleep.
GHR
Where the heck have they hidden the spell checker now?????? GHR
There are a lot computers in this house. My computer lives upstairs in my room. Running upstairs to quickly check e-mail or look up a recipe is not…
Do you believe in luck? GHR