Thanks!
Do you ever write something and five minutes later–after it’s too late to do anything about it–suddenly regret what you wrote?
Yeah, me too.
ALL THE FUCKING TIME!
Sometimes it’s passive aggressive work emails or misspelled text messages. And other times it’s a column that talks about vagina, and not just any vagina, but MY VAGINA.
This week’s “That’s What She Said” is about my upcoming move.
You’d be freaking out too if you just realized how much furniture you DON’T own. How will I ever be a real adult if I don’t even own a bed frame? Or a desk? FUCK, I don’t even own a mop.
From now on I’m going to be the dirty girl who sleeps on the floor. In some social circles that’s hot, just not my circle.
Read this week’s “That’s What She Said” for probably way more info than you want about my dating life and over obsessive mind.
I’d love to hear where others are meeting people to date. Unless it’s a truck stop bathroom, because I grew up in the country I’ve so been there and done that. I want NEW IDEAS!
This week’s “That’s What She Said” is all about the ‘she’. I talk about my weekend at the BlogHer09 conference. I don’t have a lot of pictures from the event, but what I do have you can see here.
This week’s “That’s What She Said” talks about the movie “My Sister’s Keeper” and friends who cry… A LOT!
Read this week’s “That’s What She Said” for details on my not-so-secret crush on the Old 97’s frontman.
Read “That’s What She Said” online about my trip to the country for the demolition derby. I had grand plans to make a cool video with the footage I took, but then this week kicked my ass. So this is all I had time to do. Do me a favor and pretend you can hear AC/DC, the anthem of the country.
Read this week’s “That’s What She Said” online or download the PDF here. I want to hear what you would get rid of from your time with 1997. There must be someone out there with a worse 90s tattoo than I have. Right?
If there’s a God let one of my readers have a Taz or Tweety Bird tattoo. Do they have RSS feeds in heaven? GOD ARE YOU THERE IT’S ME SARAH! If you’re there and reading I’m asking for a miracle. A tattoo miracle. Let me wake up tomorrow and be ink free. Please?
This week’s “That’s What She Said” is all about my inability to figure out dating equations. You guys, math is HARD! I’m suddenly wishing I’d paid a little more attention in College Algebra. You can download the PDF here.
Typos are the bane of my existence. Seriously. They haunt me as much as old relationships do.
Yet I still make them ALL THE TIME!
Sometimes the copy editors catch the mistakes and sometimes they don’t. The worst feeling in the world is seeing those typos in print. Sigh.
I wish my typos were limited to my column, but they aren’t. There are typos in my text messages more often than not. Like the time I tried to send a text message to a co-worker telling them to “give me a sec” but it came out “give me a sex.”
Yeah, that was fun to explain.
With that said, here’s my typo filled column for this week. Luckily the typos on the website were changed. Print, though? Not so much. For the print version you can download the PDF here.
How early is too early to start drinking?
No really?
Noon?
1:00 pm?
Breakfast?