I’ve survived finals, the flu and Seasonal Affective Disorder Madness Night. I need some movies.
Most of her waking thoughts are devoted to “How can we see a beluga?”
Dad whispered, “Did you bring the ponchos?”
Why wouldn’t you freeze a muffin forever?
The tiny sumo wrestler in my heart said “Uh-oh.”
I named the meanest cat after my ballet teacher.
Were they all gay peacock couples? Did they adopt eggs or use a surrogate?