West Wing: Why is ‘liberal’ a bad word?
Hmm…I ache all over…
the breakfast goddess jerks awake
- Tracy Lucas
I gave my co-worker a ride home from work last night. As she got into my car she said, “Oh my god, I love your car! It smells like…it smells like love!”
For the record, Pumpkin Spice (available in handy potpourri bags at AC Moore for $1 plus tax) is the official smell of love.