Top o' the morning to ya, friends! Guess whose birthday is in two days? *gasp* Me! My birthday is in two days! (If you said Benedict Cumberbatch, you are also correct, but between the two of us I'm clearly more important.) Birthdays aside, be ye warned -- this post has neither structure or purpose. It [...]
I think we’ve had enough of it plastered across every headline, conversation, text message, social media post, blog post, lamppost, fencepost, whipping post, and every other post in existence. Friends, I come bearing glad tidings of joy in these troubled times: Believe it or not, I am one of those rare people who actually knows [...]
Before I welcome myself back and gush about the new year, I'd like to issue a formal apology for using the word "rad" in my post's title. Do I like the word rad? No. Is it a redundant word that should be eradicated (*coughs* eRADicated... okay now I hate myself) from the English language? Absolutely. [...]
My friends, I come as a herald of happy things and sad things, great joy and exponential tragedy. The happy thing is that kittens exist. The sad thing is that I don't have it in me to write a blog post. "Whoa, whoa, Sarah, it's already been two weeks. You're skipping AGAIN?!?!" ...make me feel [...]
Hello, minions! Today, we clear the stage for Project Inspire. What is Project Inspire, you ask? *snickers* Look, I'm a rather miserly soul when it comes to my writing, and generally maintain the attitude of-- But I'm not so arrogant that I won't admit if it weren't for the people who've cheered me on over [...]
GUYS. IT’S 2019. THIS CAN’T BE HAPPENING. I’M NOT PREPARED. *passes out* Seeing as this is the first post of 2019 (mmm, such prestige), I guess this is the moment where I scrape together something meaningful I learned in 2018, accented with pictures no one cares about and a teary-eyed epilogue of cliché sentimentalism about [...]
Every year, we always go through this routine of sappiness and sentimentalism, and every year, it's just as weird. I'm feeling slightly speechless as I type out the number 2018. Guys. It's 2018. I might actually slip a tear. 2017 has been a whirlwind, let me tell you, and I honestly don't remember most of [...]
The Sarcastic Elf 