WORLD’S EASIEST SEXY RACK
[ezcol_1half] [/ezcol_1half][ezcol_1half_end] " I'M BRINGING SEXY RACK " The 6-4 carnival stretches on
[ezcol_1half] [/ezcol_1half][ezcol_1half_end] " I'M BRINGING SEXY RACK " The 6-4 carnival stretches on
[ezcol_2third] [/ezcol_2third] [ezcol_1third_end] WE FOUND OUR WEAKENED FOOTSTEPS AT ITS TURQUOISE COLORED DOORWAY THE official statement is, that like all other celebratory spirits who paint golden eggs on Easter, play Frank Sinatra on X'mas and wash their faces with Buffalo wings on Superbowl, we the family of forever-festivity, ate tacos on Cinco de Mayo and danced to a whirlpool of margaritas this past Sunday. [/ezcol_1third_end][ezcol_2third] [/ezcol_2third] [ezcol_1third_end] But the truth, is actually far more exciting than that. Over the past long weekend, a siege of timely but inconvenient stomach-flu had, and still is, rendering me immobile. Timely, because someone, or something, has got to make me drop this bag of cookies immediately. Inconvenient however
It's barely spring and the apartment isn't even warm yet, but these days every root vegetables in my kitchen seems to be in a hurry to grow up. There's a pot that my cleaning lady set by the window with green stalks surging so high that I almost thought she was bribing me back (aww, you shouldn't have
(简体)(繁體) On Nov 28th at exactly 7:20pm, I got fed up. I've had my 5th servings of chronic-crashing on my chrome in 1 day and my whipped iTune seemed to be super-unnaturally allergic to my iPad because it decided to kill itself everytime at the sync of it. So in the attempt to steer my PC into the shinning new-era and deliver it to the promised land of salvation, I upgraded it to - Windows 8 (plug your best Angel music here).