I get a small lunch break between my math and sociology class. Most days I bring a salad from home, but today I had an odd craving for a veggie delight from Subway. So I get my sandwich and sit outside in the sun. I'm wearing my deep purple sleeveless shirt, jeans, rainbow flip flops and sunglasses. As I cross one leg over the other I notice a tall muscular black man strolling towards me. It's pretty obvious that he's staring at me so I say,"hi" and nod my head once. I continue to unwrap my veggie sandwich when he says,
"Mmmm that looks good" In a tone that sounds a little pornstar-ish.
"Oh, it IS" I say back.
He starts to walk away, but then hesitates. He turns back around and instead of speaking he just keeps staring at me.
It's not like I said,"would you care to take a bite?" I couldn't really enjoy my sandwich with him starting at me so I did what anyone would do:
I took a ginormous bite and started chewing with my mouth open, letting cucumber, lettuce, olives and bell peppers spill out as I chewed. HOT.
I don't think he found me attractive after that because he turned around and left.
Actually, now that I'm thinking about it...maybe he was lusting after my sandwich. Maybe he was vacillating between getting pizza or subway!
Good God, I'm vein!
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Hooked on fonics workd 4 me.
Friday, September 24, 2004
I've come to a conclusion...grammatically. I suck at spelling. I write and write, until I pass out, but I'm still stuck in 3rd grade spelling. Like for instance (Andrew, please help.) What's the rule for words ending in ly? When do you add an e making it ely, and when do you just drop it? Is there some kind of rule, cause my mom doesn't even know. I kind of worry that no one will marry me until I learn how to spell, so on a scale of importance this is like, important.
I've been here one week and I'm already broke. I wonder if I'll be held responsible for this? I've hesitated about getting an actual job, but now I see the time to hesitate is through. That's it tomorrow I'm going job hunting and I won't come home until I have one. Ok so I'll probably end up in a bookstore drinking coffee, & pouring my eyes into some book. Maybe I should work in a coffee shop and wear my kosher coffee shop glasses? Or even better, NOT work in a coffee shop! YEAH.
I went downtown SF today with a friend of mine. So much like Toronto but prettier! Actual hills, the trolley cars that go "ding ding" reminding me of that commercial..."Rice a Roni the San Francisco treat (ding ding)". If you aren't American the chances of you knowing what I'm talking about are slim to none. Sorry. I went to that crummy college group again tonight only because it was outdoor movie night. They set up a movie screen outside with massive speakers, and we all sat on our blankets and chairs,truck beds...what have you. Tonight's movie was Pirates of the Caribbean. Some genius joker decided it would be hilarious for everyone to say,"Arrr" every time a cast member said the word "Pirate". Do you know how many freaking times the word "Pirate" was used in that movie? It was unkosher!
OH, I was really glad to see my friend Damon there tonight, until he springs on me he's about to leave for the military in 3 weeks. Why? Why does the military have to take our good men? He was nice. He laughed at my jokes. I had plans to be his friend again and now he's getting a life. Seems like everyone went and got a life while I was away. Great!
As for my life, it's a work in progress. The only classes I'm taking this semester will be history, speech(if I can get in, so please pray) and maybe volleyball just for some exercise cause it would do my body good. Milk wasn't really cutting it.
And once again I managed to talk about fluff throughout this entire entry. I used to think I was incapable of small talk, but I guess I was wrong. I'm a whole lot more shallow than I thought! I'm so proud. =)
I've been here one week and I'm already broke. I wonder if I'll be held responsible for this? I've hesitated about getting an actual job, but now I see the time to hesitate is through. That's it tomorrow I'm going job hunting and I won't come home until I have one. Ok so I'll probably end up in a bookstore drinking coffee, & pouring my eyes into some book. Maybe I should work in a coffee shop and wear my kosher coffee shop glasses? Or even better, NOT work in a coffee shop! YEAH.
I went downtown SF today with a friend of mine. So much like Toronto but prettier! Actual hills, the trolley cars that go "ding ding" reminding me of that commercial..."Rice a Roni the San Francisco treat (ding ding)". If you aren't American the chances of you knowing what I'm talking about are slim to none. Sorry. I went to that crummy college group again tonight only because it was outdoor movie night. They set up a movie screen outside with massive speakers, and we all sat on our blankets and chairs,truck beds...what have you. Tonight's movie was Pirates of the Caribbean. Some genius joker decided it would be hilarious for everyone to say,"Arrr" every time a cast member said the word "Pirate". Do you know how many freaking times the word "Pirate" was used in that movie? It was unkosher!
OH, I was really glad to see my friend Damon there tonight, until he springs on me he's about to leave for the military in 3 weeks. Why? Why does the military have to take our good men? He was nice. He laughed at my jokes. I had plans to be his friend again and now he's getting a life. Seems like everyone went and got a life while I was away. Great!
As for my life, it's a work in progress. The only classes I'm taking this semester will be history, speech(if I can get in, so please pray) and maybe volleyball just for some exercise cause it would do my body good. Milk wasn't really cutting it.
And once again I managed to talk about fluff throughout this entire entry. I used to think I was incapable of small talk, but I guess I was wrong. I'm a whole lot more shallow than I thought! I'm so proud. =)
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Sunday, October 12, 2008
Chasing pavements
Went for a walk on the trail behind my house tonight. I could jump over my fence and wade through the creek of murky water, but instead I opt to walk through my neighborhood to the public entrance like all normal people. With my itouch and key in my vest pockets I set out doing my power walk. My stumpy legs scream at me to slow down, but I press on. I don't know about you, but when I walk fast I'm not processing all the stimuli around me. I'm either focused on my breathing, or the music I'm listening to, or I'm watching the pavement for those cracks that jet upward and try to trip me. Every now and then a shiny red truck distracts me, or a strong man running without a shirt on that looked exactly like Matt Damon.
I do have a point to this story....
As I'm walking on the sidewalk I notice some men working on a driveway a few houses ahead of me. At the same time an older gentleman steps out of his shiny red truck, and heads towards the driveway. At the rate and distance we were both going a collision looked likely, so I sped up and bolted in front of him. Then I tip my head to look at the men who are smoothing down a newly paved driveway at this man's house. The paver closest to me smoothed a section down with a tool that reminded me of a shower squeegee. I became so fascinated with their precision that I wasn't watching where I was going.
Just then I felt a squish underneath my feet. I gasped and jumped back to see my giant shoe prints in the fresh pavement. "Oh no!" I yelled and covered my mouth. The older man whose pavement I just wrecked goes, "oh you're in the doghouse now!!"
"I'm so sorry!" I said over and over. For a second that's all I could think of to say. What I wanted to say was, "why don't you put up those cones!??! You know? Those bright orange cones?" But all I managed to say was “sorry”.
I watched the construction guy stand up and look at my shoe prints. I thought he was going to be pissed at me, but he just said, “It’s alright. It's not a big deal." It sounded like he really meant it too.
I didn't say another word, I just kind of ran away cause I felt like a dumb ass. I was really thankful he was so gracious to me. God bless him.
So I shook it off and started running as soon as I hit the trail. It felt effortless. I ran for at least 5 minutes without stopping or getting a stitch in my side, which is huge for me. I looked up to see two guys running towards me. "Yes!" I think to myself," they're going to think I'm a hard core runner just like them!" We exchanged smiles...you know the smile that says, "hello fellow runner" and one of the runners waved at me. Yes! I'm so cool.
I ran until they were out of sight then I bent over and threw up.
Just kidding, it wasn't like that.
I do have a point to this story....
As I'm walking on the sidewalk I notice some men working on a driveway a few houses ahead of me. At the same time an older gentleman steps out of his shiny red truck, and heads towards the driveway. At the rate and distance we were both going a collision looked likely, so I sped up and bolted in front of him. Then I tip my head to look at the men who are smoothing down a newly paved driveway at this man's house. The paver closest to me smoothed a section down with a tool that reminded me of a shower squeegee. I became so fascinated with their precision that I wasn't watching where I was going.
Just then I felt a squish underneath my feet. I gasped and jumped back to see my giant shoe prints in the fresh pavement. "Oh no!" I yelled and covered my mouth. The older man whose pavement I just wrecked goes, "oh you're in the doghouse now!!"
"I'm so sorry!" I said over and over. For a second that's all I could think of to say. What I wanted to say was, "why don't you put up those cones!??! You know? Those bright orange cones?" But all I managed to say was “sorry”.
I watched the construction guy stand up and look at my shoe prints. I thought he was going to be pissed at me, but he just said, “It’s alright. It's not a big deal." It sounded like he really meant it too.
I didn't say another word, I just kind of ran away cause I felt like a dumb ass. I was really thankful he was so gracious to me. God bless him.
So I shook it off and started running as soon as I hit the trail. It felt effortless. I ran for at least 5 minutes without stopping or getting a stitch in my side, which is huge for me. I looked up to see two guys running towards me. "Yes!" I think to myself," they're going to think I'm a hard core runner just like them!" We exchanged smiles...you know the smile that says, "hello fellow runner" and one of the runners waved at me. Yes! I'm so cool.
I ran until they were out of sight then I bent over and threw up.
Just kidding, it wasn't like that.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Hello
We all make mistakes. Sometimes we accidentally throw a black sock in with a load of whites. Or we say something that hurts the one we love most. Mistakes are inevitable. I made the mistake of deleting the blog I've poured my heart into for the last 4 years and now I'm starting over. That's all I can do...forgive myself and start over.
So here's to letting go of what was so good, and believing that the best is yet to come .
So here's to letting go of what was so good, and believing that the best is yet to come .
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Good Jorb!
There isn't a solid rule for the "ly" vs. "ely"... the problem with English is that it's an amalgamation of a ton of different languages. But really, it’s a beautiful amalgamation.
Spelling is important though. You can always use an online dictionary like dictionary.msn.com.
Glad you didn’t go out with Massage-freak-o.
Good luck with the job hunting Sarah. I’d say try something different. Like work in a music store or try and get a job at a skate shop.
thanks for the cute (albeit cursory) update Sarah.
you could always some & work in our coffee shop & stay with me Sarah :) you'd still be broke, but you could drink coffee all day !!
miss you
xx
So I've been reduced to just a friend not worth mentioning her name, eh? ;-) Suuure, dedicate a whole paragraph to a hott boy you haven't in a year who's going into the army but just mention me as your shopping pal! ;-) Lol. Totally kidding, Sar. All I mentioned in my blogg about our shopping day was the amazing clothes....goodness I loved that store!!!
Did someone just say the word "pirate"??! Rrrrrr. ;-)
ohh Sarah not a day goes by when i havent thought of you ( i think thats part of a song but which one is escaping me right now)it is very true though...you are seriously missed! how i wish i could have been there to arrrr along with you in the beautiful open air of california...the office just hasnt been the same without you.....ive been looking so long at these pictures of you that i almost believe that they're realllll.....so much love to you.....xoxox
That song you're thinkin' of is called "Not A Day Goes By" by Lonestar. :)
Jocelyn :)
My fav part of your beautifully shallow blogentry is that you fear not to get married unless you learn how to spell, so that on a scale of importance...it is, LIKE, important. LOL I'm glad you can still make me laugh, even in our long-distance relationship. See, they're liveable...we should let justin know : ) I feel a need of a little more brightness, and lightness in my life right now, so keep being shallow, ok... : )
Love ya xoxoxoxoxoxooxoxoxoxxoxoxoxoxoxox
Hi my sweetie swede! I'm glad my shallowness blesses you. I laughed through your whole comment from beginning to end. Yes, we should let Justin know...but then again he'll probably read this eventually. Who has time for long distance friendships when you're making out with Latino girls named Alahandra. Did I say too much? Anyway, make sure you answer you phone tomorrow because I might be calling! I love you Eli!
Oh Lord...i have drunk from an oasis in the desert called "linda's brain"...now that i am actally doing a "real" job...i havent the time to let refreshing snips of random thoughts bless me as of late...oh how incredulicious it was! I long to be teleported to a land of "Ding Ding" and rolling hills...how i love the oh Sarah-ji! (courtesy of the movie Hollywood/Bollywood)
Well...i miss you and i love you! So when can you visit?? Let's write it down on ur calendar!! So...Next week is good for me...You?
SARAH I MISS YOU!!!!!!! YOU ARE SO AMAZING!!!!!!
What is TACF without the lovely smiling face of Sarah Dailey? Girl, you are such a light in the darkness. Hey, kosher is a funny word. Kosher kosher kosher. Those college group people sound . . . interesting . . . yessssss, definitely interesting. Hey guess what? I'm planning a trip down to Cali next year to visit you!!!! (and the Redding church)because everybody will not stop talking about it and there must be something good about it. All I have to do is find a car and few willing victims, I mean, ummm, friends to come with me, and I'm gonna see AMERICA!!!!!
seriously girl, you are missed here! Hey what about working in a funky kind of store like those ones that sell wood carvings and hemp?
jen-mouse
Hey Sarah, I couldn't figure out who posted on my blog. "What Sarah do I know in California"? I asked my self. But I finally figured it out. Thanks for visiting, I feel so important.
Don't worry about the spelling thing, I cannott spellt to greet aither. And I'm sure that there is some hunk of a guy that will marry you even though your spelling ain't to good, he may have a fake eye though...joking. I personally don't give a rip if my sweety to be can spell good or not, so irregardlessly, don't worry about it.