The One Where the Font Size Taunts Me August 15, 2008

I’m watching the Olympics, but it’s just men’s volleyball. Who cares about that? Now, if they played shirtless… that would be a different story and this would be a different post.

Since I’m bored, I decided to open the mail bag here at justanothersarah.

Dear just another sarah-
I’ve heard the south has alot of squirrels. I saw a squirrel chasing another squirrel around today. Are they playing or is that squirrel just mean?
-Nature Watcher

Dear Nature Watcher-
Do I look like Jack Hanna or Jeff Corwin? No.My only contact with squirrels was when my old outside cat (affectionately called “Shitty Kitty”) would kill one and I had to throw it into the trash can. Those and the ones that stare at me every evening on my walk to my car after work. Campus squirrels are crazy – they ain’t scared of you.

And, it’s “a lot,” not “alot.”

Also, Jeff Corwin is hot.

 

You’re welcome-
Sarah

The One Where I Write (about Facebook) August 13, 2008

So I’ve been writing a lot lately. I guess you’d call it more “revising” than writing, but either way, it’s still pretty torturous. Dissertations are dumb.

I’ve been on Facebook for awhile now. Three years? I don’t know… back when you had to have an edu email address to join. Suddenly, it’s become a veritable high school reunion. I had found some old friends on MySpace, but not like Facebook. It’s crazy! Let’s do a little Facebook by the numbers:

Total # of Friends: 107
# of Friends from High School: 18

Okay… I got tired of counting. The point is, I’m suddenly caught up on the lives of a whole bunch of people I hadn’t thought about for a long time. It’s pretty cool.

Also one of my Facebook friends…? Omar. He kicks Scrabulous ass. Of course, it’s not hard to kick my ass at Scrabulous. I’m not patient enough to employ any type of strategery and I’m okay with that.

I really must get back to my “real” writing. As you may notice from my new picture, I have to spread out when I write. If any guests come over soon, they’ll have to sleep on my desk, because I’ve taken over their bed.

The One Where I Can Finally Rant August 6, 2008

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Now that the work is done, I feel like I can finally get this off my chest.  NEVER, EVER, if you live in the Columbia, SC area, hire Live Oak Landscaping. Sure, they can build a pretty privacy fence, but if they build you a retaining wall, it may collapse. And here’s the thing, shit happens and stuff breaks, but it took them SEVEN months to fix it. Seven. I could have practically birthed a baby in that amount of time.

The retaining wall (which was finally completed last September after taking all summer to build) collapsed on 12/30/07 at 12:30pm. I was sitting on the couch studying for Comps, and saw it happen. They didn’t finish the work until last Friday, August 1st. Oh sure, they’ll tell you it’s too wet, then it’s too dry, then it’s too hot. There was always some excuse.

They also assumed that because I’m the little woman around the house that I was the one in charge of all the shrubs and the pear trees in the front yard. Oh, and he assumed I didn’t know what re-bar was. “Just ask Jeff, he’ll tell you what re-bar is.” Also, they wanted me to pay them the last small amount of money last summer before they were done with the work…? No, I don’t think so. You finish the job, I’ll pay.

Anyway, I hated them last summer and I still hate them. We just wanted them to do what they said they were going to do when they said they were going to do it.

This story is much better when I tell it in person, but I wanted to post something so maybe it will show up in a google search sometime and someone will read it and not hire them.

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