I’m not an alcoholic. I just like to drink. Alot. There is a very good reason why I drink, but we’ll get to that
Or: Why did it take her so long to realize that? “Son, you’re weird.” That was this year’s pre-Thanksgiving proclamation from my grandmother. (Also
I really think the above should be a diagnosis. Can’t you just see Angie Harmon looking at the cold corps of a murder victim
When I lived in Austin, Texas, I had my first exposure to Starbucks. And I must say, I was an elitist. If I couldn’t