Losing My House…The Beginning - I spoke to Mark and he told me that he had filed the papers with the lawyer to transfer the house over into his name. That hit me hard, almost like a bowling ball in my gut. I realized then that I was going to lose everything I have ever had with him

What the Hell? - Again with the dreams. I swear, whoever runs this stuff is having a great time messing me up. Bastards. Just wait until I get my hands on you.

Mama's Got A Brand New Nose - The past couple of weeks have been remarkable. Last Friday I went to have my deviated septum corrected.

Home Appliances - At work the other day, my friend Ashlee came up to me to show me what her roommates had given her for her birthday. I looked at it, so cute and snug in its package all pink and girlie. I had no idea what it was, only that it was Hello Kitty and adorable.

Holes - Once upon a time, the first time I lived with my roommate, my brother Dean put some shelves up for me. I thought they would hold the majority of my books since the shelves were firmly fastened into the wall.

Meeting With The Past - Last weekend I ran into an old boyfriend from years ago. Funny thing is I didn’t recognize him; he saw me. And now I’m all weirded out because seeing him brings back a whole bunch of memories.

Champagne and Haircuts - Quite possibly the two things in life that should not be paired up are champagne and haircuts. After watching Amelie, and consuming most of a bottle of champagne with my roommate Bonnie, I decided to cut my hair like Amelie’s.

Happy Again - I was in such a bad mood, that I’d written this big long thing about how much I hate all of you. Then I saw Amelie, the French movie with the garden gnomes.

Girl's Night Out - Every month, my girlfriends and I try to get together for dinner. Since we are all so incredibly busy, it’s really the only time we can all get together and talk. Last night was our night to hang out and gossip. We decided after dinner to go to a club and although I love my friends, I hate their choice of night-clubs.

Slowly Going Crazy - It’s that time of year when things start changing. The trees are beginning their descent into hibernation; the cleansing winds are picking up to make way for the cold silence of winter. I feel the change everywhere I turn, from the necessity of a scarf to the crispness in the air when I breathe. Nothing is untouched by the coming of a new season.

Breasts and Loneliness - There was a woman outside my store last week interviewing people. She was reporting for Naked News, an Internet news source, and as such was not wearing a shirt or bra. Because of this, the boys in my store went nutso.

Me and my space - I had an epiphany recently. I realized that I need space. This may not seem to be a big deal to any of you, but to someone who has always had someone in her life, this is huge. I am not quite sure of who I am yet, and I need time to learn before trying to share myself with anybody else.

My New Shirt - The other day I decided to buy a new shirt. Something funky and sexy that I wouldn’t normally buy. I wandered through a bunch of stores and nothing caught my eye. Nothing until I saw The Shirt.

No More Laughing at Poems - I read something very powerful the other day. It’s a poem and although I normally laugh at poetry this caught me.

Things that gross me out - Not a lot grosses me out. I am one of those people who can eat spaghetti and tomato sauce while I am watching surgery on TV, but...I am not super woman...

More moving Faeries- I think the moving faeries are back. There are things missing from my bedside table, trivial things that only a faerie would want. Pots of lip gloss, a brightly colored feather, a shiny stone picked from a beach. I can’t find them anywhere.

What Me a Bitch? - So maybe I am a bit of a bitch. I don’t think it’s a problem. For me anyway. I have developed a couple of ways of dealing with retards that I will share with you. Because we all need a giggle.

Starbucks Forever - I have to admit that I love Starbucks. Specifically, the soy tazo chai lattes. My favourite Starbucks knows me by name and by drink: 'Hey it's Sarrah! Venti soy tazo chai?'

Transit Hell, Sarrah Style - I've had to use public transit for the past week, and my hatred for humans has intensified. Let me share...

Kids and Video Games - I just love watching kids play video games. They have answers for everything.

The Edgemaster - This is my honey Mark. He is going to demonstrate a new product called the Edgemaster. It's supposed to edge very cleanly so that you don't have to use a brush and edge freehand which can get messy when you are also drinking beer. 

Why I don't have cable - There are many reasons why I don't have cable. The biggest one is because I don't want to pay for shitty TV. When they start making programs that I want to see,

Loosing My Mind - I am slowly losing my mind. Things I thought I could remember, I find myself forgetting before writing them down. Like this column for instance....

White Trash Summer - I dread the return of warm weather because I know what it will bring. Scores of overweight white trash in their smallest clothes. Why is that?

Lunch with my Ex - The Ex showed up at work the other day. I was instantly on guard, because the last time I saw him he tried to humiliate me in front of people I work with.

Moving Faeries pt 3 - So, the little bastards sent me a bill. Can you believe that? They didn't show up, I cracked a nail moving my own shit and they have the audacity to send me a bill. So I didn't pay it.

Moving Faeries pt 2 - When I finally stopped screaming at the sight of all our stuff still unpacked and the sound of movers knocking at the door to move us, I cursed the day I heard of the moving faeries.

Moving Faeries pt 1 -I have to move. I am expecting the moving fairies to show up any day now. I haven't started to pack because I've been assured that although they're a little late,

I am never moving again ever! - Yep, that's it for me. I will die in this house before I pack and move
again. That was the most horrific experience ever. Perhaps I may be
exaggerating a bit there. But it was pretty bad.

Still Moving - The poor woman is moving.

Tattoo Guy - Earlier this week, I went to talk to the tattoo guy about adding to my collection. I showed him what I wanted, we talked about size and colour and then he asked me when I wanted it done. ASAP, I answered. So, he told me to come in the next day and he³d do it before I had to go to work.

Change of Plans - I was given a topic to write about, but I have changed my mind. I have something much better than telling you how I don't celebrate Easter. So, strap in kiddies!  I saw this ad for Botox. You know, the poison women inject into their foreheads to "erase" lines and wrinkles? Botox doesn't really erase lines,

I am so angry - Last week I laid some pretty wacked out shit on you people. I'm not going to apologize. I am coming to terms with the abuse I have suffered through the neglect of my parents. It isn't easy, and I am having a hard time trying to sort out my feelings.

The Memories are coming faster - I want to share something with you, but I can't tell you everything. Not yet. I am still regaining my memory of these things, and the night finds me weeping in a corner while my beloved holds me and whispers my name. Some days are better than others, yet they all contain elements of incidents I have tried to bury deep within my mind.

Popping the question - Okay, so remember how I said my boyfriend and I bought a house and we had no plans to get married so everyone should just lay off? Sigh. Last night my guy asked me to spend the rest of my life with him.

How to deal with spring time depression - It's beautiful outside and it's almost spring, so why do I feel like shit? I'm tired of all the rain and snow and all the messiness outside. I can't go two feet without stepping in a puddle. Argh! Enough!!

What to do if you think your friend is being abused. - You've met up with your friend and you're out having a good time. When you drop her off at the end of the night, you go in for the usual cup of coffee before heading on your way. Her boyfriend is home, and from the moment you step inside the door she is bombarded with questions. Where were you? Who were you with? Why wasn't your cell phone on?

Valentines Day Massacre - We lost sight of her around Queen and Sherbourne, and didn't find her again until an hour and a half had passed. That gave her sufficient time, but still leaves us with the question of how? How has this tiny woman been able to inflict such brutally fatal injuries on the victim?

How Does Porn Affect YOU!   - Say the word "pornography" in a room full of people and you'll get a myriad of reactions. Most women have difficulty in accepting porn because of what it represents: a false image of women that doesn't exist in real life.

Who is your female hero or inspiration? - Well, I must say, I can't narrow it down to just one. I have a couple women I call hero.  The first and biggest hero for me is my Grandmother Elizabeth Smart.  She pretty much raised 13 kids on her own, could find humour in the worst of this world and braved cancer right to her last breath.

Pin-Up Girls - Self Promotion or Soft Porn - Pin up girls have been around for ages.  They became popular during the WWII when they were used to raise the spirits of the solders.  Then, with the mass popularity of the Internet, came the online pin up girl battles.