Than what you expected, you let out a little sigh when you end up with just what you knew you were getting.

Random rants and proud achievements all meshed into something no one can comprehend, but me.

Chance, Rants, And Fancy Pants. Je souffre de décalage horaire. That means I have jet-lag.

Please visit me in my new home. So the nasty virus that got my son a week ago has also downed me.

Kids and grief and plane crashes.

Meet my little Japanese friend. These past few days, my water jug has garnered some attention from friends and acquaintances. Someone even asked me about it in the middle of class. It just floats there, yes.

The visual identity of the philippines. This is the Diary of a Living Onomatopoeia. Minutes after discarding the . The most unusual packaging design for bottled water.

Learning that she had been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer late last year was a shock for me. Doctors gave her less than a year to live, but a part of me never believed it.

Just a love for writing and a way with words. Instead of turning right, he drove on straight. Party starts at 6! June 23, 2015. This content is password prot.