Category: geek love

What are you doing for the rest of your life?

Sara

I always feel the need to commemorate anniversaries with essays waxing poetic about years gone by. Then I start writing and it takes off in an entirely different direction that I never intended and I end up scrapping the whole thing. Three years ago today Bob and I got married. He is my best friend. He is my saving grace. I love him more than I ever thought it was possible to love another human… Keep reading…What are you doing for the rest of your life?

Gonna turn out fine…

Sara

Bob and I went to the State Fair on Thursday. We did a lot of walking and I’m still in pain, because I am ridiculously out of shape. The night before we made a list of the food we really wanted to try and a few other things we wanted to check out. One thing in particular I wanted to see was a vendor called Rock N Roll Jewelry—jewelry made from guitar strings and picks… Keep reading…Gonna turn out fine…

Crazy would be changing your mind…

Sara

I had this whole post planned out in my head waxing analytical and poetic about the state of my brain when it comes to making decisions and blah, blah, blah. Then it got really long and drawn-out and it missed the point entirely of what I really wanted to say. I had a pipe dream about a road trip. Then I got nudged by a couple of completely fantastic friends about said pipe dream. And… Keep reading…Crazy would be changing your mind…

Cut through all this noise…

Sara

Dragging my way into Hell Week with back pain, headaches, and obnoxious fatigue. I’m completely useless two weeks out of every month. But it’s a GIFT! A monthly GIFT! Shut-up before I stab you in the throat. In the meantime, my blood pressure is completely out of whack and my arm is sore from the monitor cuff squeezing the hell out of it. I’m trying to remember to monitor it for at least a week… Keep reading…Cut through all this noise…

And then I wound up in a padded room…

Sara

Is it really going to be 70 degrees this week? Or is the forecast just fucking with me? So the other night…Thursday, methinks…I had this dream. When I woke up in the middle of the night, I almost sat bolt-upright in bed and said out loud, “What. The Actual. FUCK?” Instead I just stared up at the ceiling, thinking to myself, Seriously…WTF do you smoke before bed, Sister? This can’t be good for your wellbeing…. Keep reading…And then I wound up in a padded room…

Missing in action…

Sara

I’ve tried several times to write something, but it just keeps coming out as excessively bitchy. So I delete it and try again. Christmas is one week away. I’m not even trying to pretend that I care. I’m just incredibly…FEH…about any and all holidays that require leaving the house and cramming into someone else’s house with too many other people. And I’m not hosting anything. So don’t ask. Tuesday started the early access for Star… Keep reading…Missing in action…