You go through that emotional roller coaster, a box of sour patch kids, and a glass of wine, and not cry. I dare you.
Granted, I was forced to go, but it was pretty good.
Officially the poorest.
It’s *picture of French fries* Day socks
But something about trying to flirt with my physical therapist screams sexual harassment. So, I’m holding back.
Set aside the insane baseball fandom, the violence, and the corruption, and let us examine tacos.
Everyone experiences the intrigue of BTS.
The inspiration for the title of this post comes from JT. In honor of super bowl performance yesterday. I missed it last night but am watching while at work this morning. He did a wonderful job, as expected.
Adidas or better.
About a year ago, I gave time tested advice on how to travel with IBS. That post seems to be my most popular post so I hope it helped many people live their dream of travelling across the world and not shitting their pants. Today, I come to you a singular city living person to say, living in the city is…