Road trips are so fun.
Talking, sightseeing, relaxation....
when someone else is driving, thanks Kev.
I love talking about words. R words r my favorite.
Taking about the words recalcitrant rebellions;
my niece said: Who me?
I guess it runs in the family.
'Will you, um, marry me?' I haven't seen you in weeks! You don't look happy or excited about the prospect of our marriage! You're asking me to give up my - my freedom, my joie de vivre for an institution that fails as often as it succeeds? And why should I marry you anyway? I mean, why do you wanna marry me? Besides some bourgeois desire to fulfill an ideal that society embeds in us from an early age to promote a consumer capitalist agenda?