So, one year after the heinous breakup and the quitting of Raising Canes, I find myself going right back to where I started. I've been rehired by Canes #2 on Lee Drive and start working on a GAME DAY ( Read more... )

And then a drunken comment from Clay added two and two together:

They hate me because they think I tried to put the BRCC people against them. :O

Uhm. No. That would take a lot of effort and time that I don’t feel like devoting to ANYTHING be it person, animal, or mineral. I can barely decided what I’m going to plant in my digital garden ( Read more... )

            When I make a worst case scenario, I’m making it with the knowledge that there is NO possible way that anyone would sink to the lowest degree of human activity and cruelty. I’m putting it out there so I will not be disappointed because I feel there is NO ONE that is truly that low, shallow, hateful, and mean. Last night, my worst case ( Read more... )

My mom sent me a motivational e-mail of GET OFF YOUR ASS today. it was nice ( Read more... )

For all the hype that was put on when I brought up the idea of a cartilage piercing, I HAVE TO SAY… I was highly disappointed.

>CLIP<………That’s it?

Having two other sets of holes in my ears prior to the event probably helps a bit because I know what to expect. But…Really. I was QUITE disappointed. I think the after-pain is WAY worse than ( Read more... )

While chillin’ in Barnes and Nobels last night (which I haven’t been to with a group in FOREVER), we went back to the New Age section and started shooting the shit. Actually, Rasheda and I were looking for SPELLZ to do because we’re goofy like that. While back there, a well-dressed black man with crazy hair approached us. He was looking for a book ( Read more... )

In a state of extreme panic, Stephen Behrens's “Master Plan” is to turn me into the worst possible individual known to God and all its followers.

I’m either leading a separate life that I am unaware of (as is Sarah Gowdy since we’re hip-to-hip constantly), or SOMEONE is lying hard… GET THIS.

As of late, one of my-unknown-hobbies is ( Read more... )

Since I’m a graphic art drop-out, I decided to make a chart of my life as of now using pictures. I drew a SarahBlob standing at a cross-road with two signs marked Easy and Hard.

SarahBlob has two roads to take right now. She can take the easy but-far-less-beneficial way out by getting a job in Civil Service, working full-time, getting a car, doing ( Read more... )

If I get a tattoo it is going to be of this sketch-turned-picture. TOTALLY.


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There’s a boy at work who calls me “Miss Sarah.” I’m not sure how to feel about that other than question the need for the “miss” in front of my name.

“Hello, Miss Sarah.”
“S’cuse me, Miss Sarah.”
“How are you today Miss Sarah?”
“Almost done with your order Miss Sarah!”

Part of me can’t help but find it positively adorable… The other part of ( Read more... )