Fluff.

Fluff.


The hilarious doctor I saw today was terribly concerned about me not having any cotton balls to use with my ear drops. So he shoved some into a rubber glove and made me take it home. #sweethookups

The hilarious doctor I saw today was terribly concerned about me not having any cotton balls to use with my ear drops. So he shoved some into a rubber glove and made me take it home. #sweethookups


This guy could be in charge of the country one day soon. I’d be okay with that.

This guy could be in charge of the country one day soon. I’d be okay with that.


Oh, thanks Grandma. I was wondering what Luda was up to these days.

Oh, thanks Grandma. I was wondering what Luda was up to these days.


My tooth hurts.

I had to make a dentist appointment. I’m going to a new dentist, because I’m pretty sure my old one did some shoddy work. She’s also the reason I’m terrified of going, even just for a checkup.

As soon as I felt the pain, I spiraled into a full blown panic attack, fighting back tears at the thought of going to the dentist. It took me a really long time to calm down enough to make the phone call, but I did it. I’m still freaking out. I won’t be able to stop thinking about it until I go. When it comes time to actually go there, it will happen all over again.

This isn’t normal, is it?


How To Meet Boys by Sarah

Scene: at a bar, where my friend is DJing.

"Hey, who’s that guy in the black shirt fiddling with the sound board?"
“Oh, that’s [name]. He’s one of the AV guys.”
“He looks like Diplo.”
“Yeah, he totally does.”
“He’s a mega babe. I’m into it.”

*leaves bar, never speaks a word to babe in question*

THE END.


Got my hairs did. Everything else is normal.

Got my hairs did. Everything else is normal.


No, seriously.

I’m watching like every video on YouTube.


GET DRUNK AND DANCE TO PM DAWN

Life tips by Sarah.


So fancy.

I’m at an age where my life circumstances are starting to change, and I still haven’t quite gotten used to it. It’s little things, like realizing that I can afford to go for fancy drinks a little more often, or being able to move up a bracket in the purse department. But the one thing I never seem to get used to is the idea of taking cabs. I’m just so used to taking the bus everywhere, that a cab ride seems so extravagant. But it’s not. It’s totally reasonable. And it wasn’t until someone pointed it out to me that I realized it—I am a grown-ass woman, and I can take a cab if I want to. It’s not a fancy option, it’s just a convenient one.

Suck it, public transportation. Well, not during the day. We’re still cool during the day.