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Sarrah's Online Diary

Mar 30
I feel like I’ve hardly had any time off at all. I get a day or two here and there, but for the most part I feel like I am always at the store. Maybe it’s just because I’m tired and looking forward to my vacation that it seems like this. Or maybe it’s zombies. I am so tired.

Mar 29
I had to work today even though I had plans to attend the Toronto Comic Arts Festival. Because the store was so busy, I couldn’t leave early so I missed all of it. I was very depressed and thought about leveling the store. But then my friend Ramon bought me my very first ever chicken shwarma. I probably didn’t spell that right but oh well.

Holy shit was it good! I stuffed my face, and was considering going back for more but we had to leave. I went to the after party for the Festival and met Willow there. Then I went home to sleep, because I had to work the next day.

Mar 28

Went for dinner with my girls tonight. One of my best friends just found out that the boy she’s been seeing is engaged to be married. What the fuck? Granted, she knew he had a girlfriend, but that didn’t stop him from spending all his free time with my friend. He would practically spend the night. So when she found out from someone else that he’d proposed, naturally she was upset.

So we went to our favorite restaurant, ordered sangria, and had a bitch session. It was grand. I love my girls. I don’t know what I’d do without them in my life. Actually, I do know. I’d be in jail.

Mar 27
Went to the passport office to expedite my documents. They weren’t going to do it. I had such a hard time convincing the woman that not only had I already paid for my ticket, but that the departure date was changed. Sheesh! In the end I said to her that it didn’t make any sense to me why they wouldn’t just do it anyhow. If I was willing to pay the fee, why not just expedite it? Punch the buttons, monkey. Make it happen.

Mar 26
New comics! Ahh, I don’t care. My hand is killing me, and I just want to go to bed and sleep for a week. Picked up my ticket to Vegas today. I’m going. I’m really going. Wow.

Mar 25
A friend of mine is going through some turmoil. Seems like the girl he has been seeing for a few months actually has a boyfriend: and has had one for months. Who does that sort of thing? She made him think she’s his girlfriend; slept over at his house and all that. So he has cut her out of his life. Completely. If she’d been smarter, she could have had the nice guy to take care of her and be her rock (my friend) and the other guy to fuck. If she’d only been honest with him from the start.

That seems to be the thing these days: lack of honesty.

Mar 24
Today I punched a man out for hitting his girlfriend. And then she yelled at me for interfering. So I walked away with a fractured hand and a heavy heart because I know that three weeks from now she’ll be dead. It isn’t my problem, nor is it my fault, but I still feel a sense of responsibility to someone in need. Maybe I’m stupid. I know that I’d do it again if I saw the need.

Mar 23
Today was the most frustrating day ever. I won't bore you with all the little details, but let's just say Sarrah desperately needs her vacation.


Mar 22

Saw a piece of American propaganda today called Tears of the Sun. Crappy movie. Basically, you’ve got this political situation happening in Africa that is startlingly similar to recent events in Iraq and the good guys have to evacuate certain people before the rebels get ‘em. The Americans of course start out not caring about the people and by the end of it have bonded with all of them. I am tired of seeing this type of thing rehashed over and over again. Tired of seeing the US cast as the good guys with all the answers who protect the weak and oppressed. So there.


Mar 21
Went to the passport office. I hate those people. They all suck ass. I waited for almost three hours and when I finally went to the counter to hand in my application and stuff it was processed in about five minutes. I told the guy that I felt a little cheated because I had waited so long I thought it should take a little longer. But it didn’t so I suppose that’s good.

While I was there he called. I was getting out of the elevator and missed the call. I was so upset and I couldn’t call him back because he was on a payphone. Grrr! I can’t wait until he gets to Vegas so I can call him.

When I got home, he called again so we were able to talk. I really like talking to him. I just wish I could see him while I’m talking to him. Soon…

Went to the pub with Bonnie to sit and relax. We don’t do that enough. We’re usually too busy to get together during the week. I cherish the time I have with her because of that.

Saw a band last night called the Pocket Dwellers. Go and see them. The End.

Mar 20
Went and had my picture taken for my passport. I think they deliberately try to find the most unflattering angle they can for the picture because they know you aren’t going to redo the picture for another fifteen bucks. Bastards.

After work, I went to Shanghai Cowgirl for dinner with Julie, Alex and Stef form work. We had such a great time. Then we walked to a club that we decided not to go to. By this time my friend Ramon had joined us and tripped all the way down the street and we ended up going to Velvet Underground.

Well, the three of us went. Ramon Julie and me. Once there, we proceeded to drink our faces off. Oh, the laughs we had. We laughed and drank and danced. Turns out Ramon can dance. Who knew? I just thought he drew pictures. Good times.

Mar 19
New comics! I did the Hypa-Space interview and it went well. I’m really starting to enjoy myself in front of the camera. Wonder when I’ll get my own show…

Saw ‘Dreamcatcher’ tonight. If you go to see it, keep in mind that it’s meant to be humorous, as in ‘Army of Darkness’ humorous. Without Bruce Campbell. I liked it and I was very entertained which is the whole point.

Whoa. I am totally having déjà vu here. Right down to the music I’m listening to. Weird. All of a sudden I was feeling like I’ve done this exact entry before. I know I haven’t because I just checked the archives and there’s nothing like entry there.

All better. He just called me. Now I can sleep.

Mar 18
He called. I didn’t think he would, but he did. It’s been a week since I’ve seen him and I though he’d forgotten about me. Wow. We talked for an hour and a half about everything. I hope he calls me again soon. I miss him.


Mar 17

Ahh, St Patrick’s Day. Amazing how so many people don’t even know who he was or why he drove the snakes out from Ireland. I was sick today. I went home early and slept for the day.

Mar 15
I booked time off work today. I’m thinking of flying to Vegas. If I can get my passport in time. Why Vegas? Ahh, that’s a secret. Maybe when you’re older I’ll tell you.

Justin had his birthday bash tonight at the local pub. I wasn’t feeling too great, but I went because it’s Justin. He’s a good friend. I also had a two hour nap.

Okay, I just reread my week and it sucks. Sorry guys, nothing else is really going on. Just wait until next week though. There is so much happening next week you just can’t imagine. Just you wait.

Mar 14
I pierced my ear today. Julie went with me and her sister did it. It was so fast, I didn’t feel it until after. Kind of like my marriage. I went over to Carolina’s and then I went out with Serge.

I love that man. He is always there to cheer me up and make me feel good. And he dances. Gotta love a man that dances. We ended up at Velvet Underground dancing until 2am. Sigh. Can’t do things like that too often. I will pay for this…

Mar 13
Today I called my lawyer to find out what’s happening with the transfer of the house. Interesting stuff. Turns out the left hand didn’t know what the right was doing. I just want this thing done…I’m so tired of all the hounding.

Had dinner with Bonnie and Scott tonight. It’s so nice to have friends like that, that just call you out of the blue and ask you to dinner. I had steak. Bonnie cringed the whole time I ate.

Mar 12
New comics…and I feel like poo. I am getting another fucking cold. Why? Why do I suffer? My head feels like it’s wrapped in gauze and I’m having difficulty concentrating. When I get home I am so going to bed.

Mar 11
He left. He’s coming back in a month, but he left. I think that it’s good though because although I’m ready for the idea of a relationship, I’m not sure if I truly am ready for the relationship itself. I am going to take this month to think and when he gets back we’ll see what happens. Although as it stands right now I am crazy about him.

Mar 10
Today is Tara’s 30th birthday. We went through public school together. I guess you could say she was my best friend. She was there when my parents broke up, when my father remarried the shrew. I haven’t thought of her in so long but she just sort of popped into my head as I sat down to write. Weird how that works. The smallest, most insignificant thing can set off an explosion of memories and all you can do is sit back and try to make some sense of it all.

I went on a date today. Actually it started last night with coffee, and we just kept talking and talking. I am fascinated by his world, and I am elated to be given a chance to enter it. I don’t know what will happen from here but right now I am happy just to have a friend that understands me. Sort of.

Mar 9
Went to Bonnie and Steve’s place after work for dinner. It was Dean’s birthday a while back and we decided to celebrate it now. Bonnie cooked a chicken. It’s so strange watching her cook meat. She has been a vegetarian for as long as I’ve known her and I still find it hard to wrap my head around the fact that she’s eating chicken. Weird girl.

After dinner I went home. I need a change. Something big is coming, I can feel it. I just hope I don’t mess it up, whatever it is.

Mar 8
Girls Night. We sat around and drank red wine and talked about our lives and what’s happening. I’ve met someone, and I’m pretty excited about it. Of course, I just completed my rant about dating, so maybe I’ll ask him to read it first before we go out. If it gets that far. Maybe he’ll read that and suddenly become busy. Forever.
I love spending time with my girls. We always have so much fun. It’s amazing that something my mother told me would happen has, and it’s good. She told me that there would come a time when my girlfriends would be the most important people in my life. And she’s right. They are such a focal point in my life and without them I would drown.

Mar 7
What a great fucking day. I’m on the streetcar heading to work and I got my period. That’s right, on the fucking streetcar. I’m standing there and all of a sudden I feel the telltale warmth and sudden feeling of opening, and my underwear is soaked through. Just great. I wasn’t expecting it at all, so I was totally unprepared.

I went to the drugstore, but it had moved. So I had to walk even farther to find a convenience so I could buy tampons. Then, I had to go and buy more underwear. I bought some really cool Paul Frank monkey ones and some other ones with stars on ‘em. You know how I love my stars. When I get to work I clean myself up and I try on the funky star ones, after I’ve bought them ‘cause you aren’t allowed to try them before you buy them which is probably a good thing in my case, and I realize that my ass is never going to fit into them. Ever. I have no idea who they thought would. Maybe a twelve year old. See, I am a woman so I have hips and an ass. Which means I can’t buy cute underwear on Queen St. Bloody fashion. All I wanted was underwear with monkeys on them. That fit. Bastards.

On a lighter note, Willow had her housewarming party tonight. That was so much fun! Justin and I went with slurpies and I was so high on sugar that I talked like that annoying kid Six from Blossom. Remember that show? Sorry. Anyway, the party was really good and I love Willow.

Mar 6
Remember my experience last week at the Mockingbird on King St? I went back there tonight for an exhibit called Speakeasy. A group of local artists were showing their work and talking about their inspirations. It was really great, and I met a lot of people that I needed to meet. I wasn’t feeling too well though, so I left after a while.

Mar 5
New comic day. I love new comic day. I start work at 7 am and finish by 4pm. I love that. Julie came over and we tried to finish Onimusha, but we were both so tired that we ended up taking a bath and going to bed. Not together, people. Boy, are you guys ever deranged!

Mar 4
You’ll love this…I went to Willow’s after work for a meeting. Every month, a bunch of us who are trying to break into the comics world either as writers or artists get together to brainstorm about our current projects. This time was amazing. There is so much potential and creativity in that group that I wonder why I’m a part of it. Sheesh. Guess I’m going to have to pull up my socks.

Mar 3
Julie and I spent the day trying to finish Onimusha. We’ve been playing for two days. When Bonnie got home from work, she said we were in the exact same position as when she left that morning. What can I say? It’s an awesome game. I basically spent all my time off playing a video game. No wonder I can’t get a date.

Mar 2
Zombies do not stand a chance. Julie and I are going to kill every single one of them, even if it takes the whole night. We are going to have dinner and then we are going to play zombie killing video games until we drop.

Mar 1
After work a bunch of us went bowling. Not because we wanted to, but because Willow made us. Some sob story about a little kid needing an operation so we had to raise money for him through bowling. Whatever. We did it to shut Willow up.

None of that is true. I made it all up. The bowling part is right, but the cause isn’t. And the part about Willow making us is also right. We raised money for the Rape Crisis Centre. I had a lot of fun, until I pulled a muscle in my tailbone area. I didn’t even know you had muscles there. I am in a whole big bunch of pain. I am my own pain in the ass.

After that I met up with Bonnie and Scott and we went to a party at this club called Mockingbird. Ever been? It’s nice, and reminds me of somebody’s loft apartment. Bonnie’s boyfriend Steve was there with a bunch of his friends. Among those was this guy Matti. Matti, who I know will read this because he has a huge ego and needs to know what people are saying about him even if he doesn’t know them very well, has a girlfriend. Even if he doesn’t always acknowledge it, he is most definitely off the market. The diamond ring his girlfriend wears on her engagement finger pretty much cements it. He tends to forget that every once in a while.

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