Dead Inside
Meta: Sad Sigh Makes You A Jerk
When Dennis posted that he had been robbed at the gym again on Facebook, I responded simply with this blog’s title. “Sad. Sigh,” I said, encouraging him to post about his misery so that we could all delight in it.
Dennis asked me to instead post about my schadenfreude over his lost wallet. Well, it wasn’t [...]
Another awkward blog about my relationship troubles…
When did I become the Cathy of Sad Sigh? And is Cathy even a relevant comparison anymore? Didn’t even SHE get married? Should I have said Bridget Jones? Or is THAT too outdated too. Oof. See? I’m even awkward about writing about relationships.
At the beginning of 2008, I [...]
The Work-A-Day World
Let me walk you through my routine at work as I believe everyone can agree it’s pretty Sad Sigh worthy.
I get in to my office and unlock my door. It’s true, I have my very own office with a door, and yet it doubles as a storage closet and so I have to essentially [...]
SMRT
Sigh.
Another relationship down the toilet.
And why? Did I display an appalling act of drunkenness that sent my mature, older boyfriend running for the hills? Did I cheat with an 18 year old? Did I go on and on and on about how awesome New York City is and how I am trying to move there [...]
Oh, San Jose. What chaos you have wrought in my life!
I am the Scottish flag in the conversation below:
This is a phenomenon I was discussing with Gracie yesterday, and then it came up in conversation with my coworker. Not only did San Jose saddle me to the most boring adolescence this side of Amish country, but it also saddled me to a life of [...]