Que Sera Sera


Hello. I have not even been bothering to phone it in here lately, and I feel a little bad about that, not because I imagine anyone has been sitting here, hitting refresh and sighing dramatically at anyone within earshot*, but just because I know I’m about to go all-Cringe up in here starting in a few days with the book release and all its related festivities. So here I am, typing just to keep our fires alive. You’re important to me, baby. Let’s talk. How was your day? Mine was fine.

* I hate it when people do that in public, trying to draw strangers in to their crazy. Oh, are you upset that this line is moving so slowly? That our plane has not yet taken off? Well, I’m not thrilled about it either but I’m not going to make eye contact with you so you can think we’re in some secret pissed off league together and try to wrangle me in to your public a-holeness. You need to learn to carry a book with you and relax.

Right, what else is going on.

I’ve spent a lot of time lately trying to find The Perfect Dress to wear to the book release party. This is a dangerous game, since a few months ago, I came up with The Perfect Dress in my head, but unfortunately my head doesn’t know how to manufacture all of its dreams and wishes, which is sometimes good but mostly harsh. I am also hesitant to even mention this here because now when I post pictures of the release party, you’ll say, What did Sarah wear? and then you’ll say, Oh, another black dress, how shocking. Don’t look at me! I throw my cape over my face and exit stage left!

Oh, I know a thing: I received Bill Bryson’s Dictionary for Writers and Editors as a birthday gift, and I’ve really been enjoying reading a few pages a night, just before bed. I am the one of those people who reads dictionaries, who has a favorite dictionary, and who actually keeps her favorite dictionary on her bedside table and will read it if she is upset or cannot sleep. I am not telling you this because I think it’s cute, I’m telling you this to determine if you are on the level of nerd I’m operating at, which is Thetan IV. If this feels at all familiar, you might also enjoy this Bryson book.

Anyway, so far I’m just to the Cs, but one fun (“fun”) thing I’ve learned so far is that I have been misspelling Barabbas’s name in the title of my site for about three years now.

What else is new? I ate at The Sizzler on Saturday.

Yeah, let’s try something else. I don’t know; we could just hold each other.

Do you want to watch a movie?

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