Saturday, September 4, 2010


I fell off the wagon. I love the taste of coffee, but it really does me in after a while. As 90's comeback-Janet so eloquently delcared in her poignant lyric: Like a moth to a flame, burnt by the fire. Hey, any lady who can figure out how to get a man's hands to act as a bra is okay in my book. Let us not judge.

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