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Sarrah's Online Diary

June 29
Took today off. Ramon comes home today. I hope I can eat soon without throwing up. I miss food.

June 28
In bed all day trying to make the room stop spinning. I’m hungry, but I can’t really eat.

June 27
Today was hands down one of the worst days of my life. My period started today and it is fierce. I’m talking cramps that go on for a minute and so much blood I feel lightheaded. Right now I would trade my ovaries for testicles without a second thought. I was going to go over to Ramon’s to do some work so I loaded up my backpack and got on my bike. I got across the street when a man opened his car door without looking and I slammed into him.

Let me put this into perspective for you. The car was parked. I was riding alongside the parked cars, there was a car driving beside me so I had nowhere to go. I hit the door with my left shoulder and flew off my bike for a few feet. I woke up on the ground. I remember hitting the door, but not the flight through the air or hitting the ground. People came from everywhere to help me and the cyclists who were behind me yelled at the guy in his car. He was in tears when he came to see me on the ground. He knelt down and kept asking me if I was okay. I finally got up and moved over to the sidewalk to sit down. I didn’t realize how badly I was hurt until later. My friend Serge took me to Emergency and I found I had a mild concussion and badly bruised everything. I am sitting here trying to write and my head is pounding so badly I want to vomit. I won’t go into the treatment I received at the hospital. It was bad.

When I got back to Ramon’s house four hours later, I called to tell him what had happened. He was so upset he offered to come home. I told him I was okay and that he should stay where he was and finish the convention. But inside I thought it was nice that he had immediately said he was coming home. That made me feel good.

June 26
After work I met up with Bonnie and we headed out to our favorite Peruvian restaurant. Carla and Deidra were waiting for us and as soon as we sat down the sangria began to flow. After dinner and a few bottles of sangria, we decided to head to another of our favorite places: The Reservoir Lounge. When we got there, we saw that Mark was working and after talking about it we decided to go in anyhow.

My friends are the best. Even though they wanted to go and listen to the band, they would have gone somewhere else if I was uncomfortable. That’s friendship for you, always knowing that your friends are there. I love them.

Ramon called me to tell me he made it to Ohio for his convention. I miss him already and can’t wait for him to get home. Sleeping alone is strange.

June 25
Zombies! That’s right, I went to the premiere of ‘28 Days Later’ and while there wasn’t as much chewing as I thought there’d be, it was still a pretty creepy movie. The guy who directed ‘Trainspotting’ directed this movie, and you can tell by the camera angles and all the weird shit he did. If you like chewing and gore, this movie may not do it for you. Although it is pretty bloody, it ain’t no ‘Dawn of the Dead’.

June 24
Ramon leaves tomorrow for four days. We were up until 3 am saying goodbye (wink, wink) and I realized we spend almost every day together. What the hell am I going to do when he’s not here?

June 23
After work today, a bunch of us went to the pub for dinner. Ramon met me there and after we finished eating we went back to his place.

June 22
I went to see Nick Cave. Who the hell is he anyway? I still don’t know, but my god did he put on a fabulous show. It was awesome. Simply awesome. The end.

June 21
Solstice. And no better way to spend it than with Carolina and Bonnie. After brunch, we met up with Bonnie and went to check out a venue that Carolina and I were thinking of selling our soap at. Then we walked back to my place, and Carolina and I went to do some stuff. After that, I met up with Bonnie again and we headed out to Carla’s for Girl’s Night. W e ate, drank martinis and watched Sex in the City. Goddam I love that show. I went back to my house for the first time in a while and slept there. It felt really weird.

June 20
I took Ramon to meet my mom today. I was so nervous as we went to meet her that I couldn’t stop shaking. I kept praying the whole time on the subway; Please don’t let her be a freak just this once. Please. I’ll be good. I’ll sacrifice whatever you want, just please let her be normal. And she was. We had a good time. Then Ramon and I went shopping, went back to his place and had a nap and then I worked. Ramon’s friend Bill came over and we went to Insomnia for a couple of drinks. Then I went to bed ‘cause I was tired.

June 19
Met up with Carolina and Anna after work today. We went to a surreal bar on the Danforth that I swear to God someone’s grandma owned. In fact, not only does she own it, but she works the bar too. She made Anna’s rum and Coke so strong, Anna had to get an extra glass of Coke to dilute it. Yikes! And the wings sucked ass. There was an annoying white trash woman sitting behind us who every so often would make her presence felt by shrieking out the name of whoever happened to be passing by. My stars, I wanted to smack her. She finally shut up when she passed out on the patio and some guy carried her home. Nice. What day is this? Welfare day?

June 18
HULK IS STRONGEST!!!!!! I loved the Hulk. I don’t give a rat’s ass what any of you think. I loved it. The End. Period.

June 17
I did two tapings for Space today; one for toys and one for comics. I have such a great time doing that. After work, Ramon met me and we went for sushi with Bonnie. Then we went to Indigo and Bonnie bought books. I just stared at them. I realize that I have a problem when it comes to books. I just can’t get enough. I read all the time; so to be without a book is like being caught without mascara on. It’ll never happen, folks.

June 16
Boring day. I don’t know why I get out of bed some days, and this day proves that. Should have stayed home.

June 15
Pretty uneventful day at work. It was Catharine’s last day working with us so we took her out for some food and drinks at our local watering hole. It’s weird though, because she’s not going anywhere, it isn’t like we’ll never see her again but we still feel the need to mark the occasion. Weird.

Our bathroom ceiling is still not fixed.

June 14
After brunch, I went home to help Bonnie clean the apartment. I am embarrassed to say how filthy the place was. So I’m not going to. I think though that I will look into hiring a maid to come in twice a month to do the cleaning from now on.

Our bathroom ceiling is still not fixed.

June 12
Good day at work. I don’t know why, it just happened that way. Going out with Julie tonight. Going to Ramon’s for sex first, though. I won’t see him tonight, so I’m going to his place to have my itch scratched. Julie and I are meeting up later.

Okay, so when I got home Julie was there. Cool. She’s actually on time. Terrific. I wanted to take a shower because I’ve been riding my bike and I don’t feel quite fresh. Julie goes to the bank to deposit her paycheque, and I step into the bathroom to have my shower. I am all psyched up for it. I can almost feel the warm water stripping away the layers of grime that have settled on my body since this morning. I turn on the tap. Nothing. Just a wet gurgling sound. I scream silently as I realize I am not going to be able to have a shower before I go out. But I am a bright girl so I heated up some water from our cooler thing that we have and washed my hair in a bucket. Camping girl. It wasn’t as good as a shower, but it was pretty damn close.

Our bathroom ceiling is still not fixed.

June 13
Friday the 13th. Last one of these happened in December of last year. Remember that? I do, because that’s the day I went in to have my nose fixed so that I could actually use it for breathing purposes. Bad memories. But today was good. Met my momma for lunch and chatted. Bought my comics and toys. Met my girlfriends for dinner, and Serge tagged along. I haven’t seen him in a while, so it was nice to sit down and chat with him. After that, I met up with Ramon and we went to a housewarming party for his friend Paul and his girlfriend. They just moved in together. So we get there, and Paul meets us in the hall. It’s a small gathering, he says. Seven people, including us. Wow. So we stayed for while, and then realized that we had to run if we were going to make the last subway home. Interesting evening…

Our bathroom ceiling is still not fixed.


June 11
I really can’t top yesterday. I was so tired from all the crap last night that I pretty much wanted to go to bed. But I didn’t; I went to Carolina’s to do some stuff instead. Ramon called me to ask if I wanted to meet him and his friends for sushi, so I did. And almost fell asleep at the table. When we got back to his house, I showered and went right to bed.

Our bathroom ceiling is still not fixed.

June 10
Met with Willow this morning to talk about some comic stuff. There was a gathering over at Ramon’s for our monthly comic book pow-wow. It’s usually hosted by Willow, but since she’s moving I volunteered Ramon’s place. Without asking him first. My bad.

Julie met me at my house later. She’s staying over because we both work very early tomorrow and I thought it would be good if she stayed with me because I live downtown and she doesn’t. At around 3 in the morning, we were woken up by this strange sound; a constant splattering of liquid coupled with a squeaking. I thought that something horrible had happened to one of my cats. I got up, and met Bonnie in the hall. She and I discovered that the tenants upstairs had left their tap running and their sink had overflowed, causing water to cascade into our bathroom. There is a crack in our ceiling that property management has been promising to fix and the water cascaded down in a single sheet. It was really quite beautiful, until I remembered it was my bathroom. Not only that, but the water had somehow figured a way into the light fixture and was streaming down making a sizzling sound. We shut the light off quickly. Safer that way.

By now Julie was up and after hurriedly explaining what was going on, I ran upstairs and hammered on the neighbor’s door. I could hear the water running in their bathroom, but no one answered the door. I knew someone was home because I had heard them moving around earlier. Bastards. Anyway, I couldn’t rouse them; so I ran down to wake the super. Bonnie continued to pound on the door. Julie sat on the floor and consoled the cats, who were very upset at the sudden change in their environment and the fact that they now had to use their litter box in the hallway with virtually no privacy. The super checked our bathroom, said a few choice words and ran up to the neighbors. He pounded, no answer. So he let himself in and turned off their taps while Bonnie stood there and watched. Some security thing I guess. We cleaned up the bathroom to the best of our ability, shut the door and went back to bed. The super told us he’d get someone in to look at it and have it patched in a couple of days. We’ll see.

I think my favourite part of the whole event was that in order to go to the toilet we had to hold an umbrella over our heads. And cat litter was everywhere. Holy shit is that stuff hard to clean up when it gets wet. Since we couldn’t use the light, we had to use Bonnie’s mountain climbing light that straps on to your head. Nice. And the toilet paper was damp. So basically, it felt like we were camping on a very rainy weekend. And then we had to get up and go to work. I have no idea how I made it through the day. None.

June 9
Today I received in the mail the printer’s proof of our comic. I am so excited; I can’t wait to see what it looks like in black ink! I was a little confused when I first opened it because I didn’t know it was supposed to be blue. I panicked a bit, and then calmed down when I was told it was a proof. It’s weird after working two years on it to finally have it printed. I won’t truly believe it until I am actually holding it in my hands.

June 8
Party was a success, but I’m not telling you anything other than I dropped my pants a few times. And was given a helmet to wear because people thought I was going to fall down and hurt myself. I met these freaky, weird, fucked up people but I can’t tell you their names. Ooh, but I want to so badly because they are so messed up with their newfound Christianity and their mate-swapping and loud belligerence. They left the party before it even started because of the looming threat of SARS. How retarded is that? The rest of the party was great. But I’m not going to tell you anything.

June 7
Shit. I forgot I had to work today. At least I get out of helping Ramon set up for the party. I left early…and I don’t feel like continuing this entry.

June 6
I am finally able to sleep in and guess what? That’s right, I was up at 7:30am. I couldn’t sleep anymore. I did my laundry, met up with Ramon and pretty much just hung out. Have to make sure I am fully recovered for Ramon’s party tomorrow…

June 5
I did two rounds of taping for Space today and I think I have run out of personality. So I’m going to just skip the rest of the day and tell you the juicy bits: Went for dinner with Bonnie and Deidra and got hammered on martinis. The end. Fade to black. Oh, and I was hung over from last night. Double whammy for Sarrah.

June 4
Okay. Deep breath. First of all, it rained all day. All fucking day. I had to go get a cake and when I finally found one I liked, do you think I could find a cab? Let me back up a bit. Today was new comic day. I barely slept last night because I was so excited about today. Ramon is 30 today, and I’ve got something really special planned for him. So I hardly slept, got up at an ungodly hour and went to his house to surprise him. I wanted to be the first to wish him happy birthday. So once I got to his house, I slipped out of my clothes and snuggled up to him. Then I went to work, did the comic taping with Mark, ran around downtown for some last minute things I forgot, went home and picked up my clothes for tonight, bought the cake and stuff to go with it and tried to find a cab. When I couldn’t find one, I took the subway to the bar we were going to. I was dropping off the cake, and so I had all these bags full of clothes and presents and then the box with the cake in it and I thought for sure someone would be a complete prat and trip me but lo and behold I made it in one piece. I bought Alien and Predator action figures to go on the cake, so I went into the kitchen at the bar and stuck them in the cake. I posed them to look like they were going to have a food fight with candy and, well…it looked really good. Ramon was really surprised when he saw it later. It was a good night, and everything went according to plan. Now I can sleep.

June 3
I am trying to get everything in place for Ramon’s birthday tomorrow. I am really stressed out, trying to be the perfect new girlfriend and make sure everything goes the way I’ve planned it. When I close my eyes I see cake. Argh! Today is my boss’ birthday, so we took him out for Thai food. Then Bonnie and I went to the pub to drink our stress away.

June 2
Today is the Queen of England’s birthday. Why should we care? We shouldn’t, but she’s royalty and we all love watching them on TV so hurrah for you, Lizzie. It’s also some sort of holiday in Ireland and I am embarrassed to confess that I don’t know why. So much for trying to learn about my heritage. Screw it all anyway. If it were so important, we’d know.

June 1
So it’s June now, and I’m still freezing my ass off. I can’t figure out the weather at all. The radio says one thing, and Mother Nature does another. So now when I leave the house I take a survival package complete with sweater, umbrella, sunglasses and gloves. Because I don’t want to freeze/get wet/be blinded anymore.

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