The philosophical musings of an American expat living in England, who just so happens to have a stutter/stammer and is actively doing something about it. Throw in a husband, a dog and living with the in-laws. No wonder she's a little bit crazy.
Ok because of some confusion I have a correction to make: My roommate doesn't have the making of "Bring It On" but she does have the dvd. She and her cheerleading buddies were practicing their dance in here last night for an hour and a half. Lovely. Ah.