I guess it was bound to happen– according to all I’ve read and seen on the web, at least.
Last night, about an hour after eating dinner, I puked. 125 more words
Six years ago on January 2nd, I took a picture. The day before that picture, I had turned 38 years old. I’d celebrated that birthday by devouring a boatload of crappy, yet delicious food at The Cheesecake Factory, which included, of course, a most delightful slice of red velvet cheesecake!! 1,666 more words