I think Pitch Perfect is oversexed, yet I've watched it a million times for the singing. Youtube has the riff off, which I'm watching now. Also on a Bruno Mars, Just the Way You Are kick today.
My daughter has discovered the joys of computer art and is living on the laptop, while the boys are celebrating a snow day with endless xbox. Waffle burgers for dinner.
Writing is like pulling teeth today, but I know why and I'll get over it. Meanwhile, listen to Bruno. You are special just the way you are.