Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Free Hugs!

I want to start a new, uh, revolution! where at 3 o'clock everyday, people hug. So, at 3'oclock, I'm hugging someone. Everyday. It might be a stranger! Yay! You should do this too. We can make it a nationonal phenomenon.

Sunday, December 10, 2006


Let me share two blogs I check obsessively because I am so fascinated.
The first gave birth to the second.

Post Secret

The White Hat People

Post secret explains itself. BUt the white hat people, you have to read the very first post to know whats going on. And yes, I did go to the movies wearing my white hat too. Didn't see anyone though.

So, lately I've learned some important lessons about me. And I've decided that I'm happy with who I am and I don't need to spend time with people who make me feel otherwise. I'm done with that. And this post.

Sarah Jo

Thursday, December 07, 2006

This is for you, because you made me happier.

Thank you, random Starbucks guy, for going out of your way to open the door for me. And for being so friendly

Thank you, fellow waiting room person, for telling me all about yourself while we waited.

Thank you bagel counter worker lady, for laughing with me.

Thank you, elevator guy, for complimenting my hair.

Thank you to all the nice people that smile back at me, to all the nice strangers. I didn't tell you then but I'll tell you now, you DO make a difference. And I noticed.

Thank you.

Friday, December 01, 2006

Raving Rant

Okay, I HATE being lied to. Somehow, this seems to be the main confilict-avoiding tactic my mom and brother use. They don't want me to get mad, so they just lie to me. Okay, now I've figured out your lie, how mad do I look now?

Really. So, he didn't want to tell me he lost my movie. He tells me he has the disc at his friends house, but he left the case at home and thats why I found an empty box with no movie. He says he'll bring it back home in the morning. I went over to said friends house who tells me Christopher brought over another movie (you know, they didn't co-ordinate the stories) and that Christopher wasnt there at the current moment, he walked to the store, would I like him to call me? No, I would not like him to call me. I drove down to this store. It closed an hour ago. I drove back to this friends house. Suddenly, Christopher is there now. He hands me two movies that are decidedly NOT the missing movie. I asked where this missing movie is. Its in the basement, he says. At home again, this movie is not in the basement. Its lost. And I'll have to pay the fee for it.

So once again, he lied, did this save me from being mad? NO! Now I'm upset about the movie, AND upset about the lie. I HATE being lied to. It is so disrespectful. I just can't come up with words for it at the moment.

Okay, I'm done.

Sarah Jo