Halfway down the mountain, I realized that the louder-than-usual gravel clunking noise I heard on the way out the driveway was my coffee cup falling off the roof of the car.
Oh dear! I hate it when I do that (and, yes, I've done it more than once).
Love Steph's unified front of pissy pettiness!
Pissy and petty? Count me in.
“On our fourth date, I knew I had found the kind of dork I could love,”
I think I am overly emotional, because this story made me cry tears of "Awww"
Hence, 111 across: “Generic proposal” (Jen + Aric = generic).
Ooooh, nifty. Those clever crossword writers.
“On our fourth date, I knew I had found the kind of dork I could love,”
Awww, indeed!
Geek love is a beautiful thing.
Vortex, you might try World Market. They seem to carry a variety of coffee filter sizes.
oh, good call. Of course, I was there this weekend, and didn't think to check.
There is a girl in the computer lab who is clearly very sick. And she keeps sneezing all over the keyboard. I suddenly want to scrub down all of the computers with Clorex wipes.