KATE: My headache is still there and I've almost finished my Nalgene. Guess it's time for another one. I love that, despite all evidence to the contrary, you and I drink water like it's going to fix things. It's not. It's a nice drink and everything, but clearly it has not cured us yet. But maybe we just haven't had enough. (har har).
SARAH: You are right about the water. We drink it like it’s some sort of magic potion…but it’s not. It just makes us pee a lot and THAT is not magic. That’s how your damn body works.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Look at Her Go
Man, look at us, improving our lives. Or at least you are improving your life and I’m sitting here on my busted broken fat ass saying “MAN, LOOK AT KATE GO” and then eating everything that can fit in my mouth. Kind of like Ollie. Oh god, I’m turning into Ollie. Soon my mom will love me and squeeze me and feed me nonstop.
Wait. Who am I kidding? That will never happen.
Wait. Who am I kidding? That will never happen.
Somehow It Always Becomes About the Crushing.
My sunburn is okay. It’s a little burny. Headache is painy. Knees are okay – it’s actually my thigh muscles that hurt super bad. And they are getting better and I know they hurt like this because I’m working them out and then they will be all good and strong and WHOO WATCH OUT MEN, I WILL CRUSH YOU WITH MY LEGS.
Sarah Empathizes
Dear Flaky Cat Lady,
No one cares that you are too poor to have a dryer or that all your towels are now wet or that your shower tomorrow might not happen. That is a gross overshare. And no one cares. Especially me. I don’t care the most.
No one cares that you are too poor to have a dryer or that all your towels are now wet or that your shower tomorrow might not happen. That is a gross overshare. And no one cares. Especially me. I don’t care the most.
Friday, May 21, 2010
Sarah is Good at Threats, Part II
Flaky cat lady, I don’t care if it’s your birthday. I will bring you full circle and END YOU TODAY if you don’t stop coughing NO ONE IS SICK FOR THIS LONG ARE YOU SECRETLY A DBAG YOU ARE GOING TO LOSE YOUR LEGS WAGON LEGS I SWEAR TO GOD
I just made up a song. It’s called “You’re Going to Lose Your Legs.”
You’re going to lose your legs OHHHHHHHH You’re going to lose your legs! Yes you’re going to lose your leggggggggggggggggs. You are a dbag, YES! You're going to lose your legs!
I just made up a song. It’s called “You’re Going to Lose Your Legs.”
You’re going to lose your legs OHHHHHHHH You’re going to lose your legs! Yes you’re going to lose your leggggggggggggggggs. You are a dbag, YES! You're going to lose your legs!
Sarah Goes Out for Lunch
Just got back from lunch at my grandma’s house. We sat on the deck and then I had a popsicle. There is no way to eat a popsicle that doesn’t look like a bj. Just saying.
Sarah is Good at Threats
FLAKY CAT LADY YOU SHOULD BE GLAD IT IS THE END OF THE DAY OR I WOULD END YOUR LIFE STOP FUCKING COUGHING JESUS MARY AND DUMBLEDORE
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