Trashy
Bathmats and barfing
What is it about a bathmat that makes it a perfect target for vomit? Is it the little tufts of yarn that scream out, “Spew on me, I’m inpossible to clean!” or the fact that they tend to be positioned within close proximity to the toilet, the logical place to yak? I ask this because [...]
Back Pickup Lines 101
Here in Seattle, it has turned to autumn and the men appear to be restless.  I realise this is Sad Sigh and not Sex and the City but I *am* the girl who blogged about chafing after sex on a beach, so indulge me.
I spent Saturday in debauched carousing with my friend Eden first at [...]
Crazy Pills Redux
Yeah I know it’s cheating; posting an old myspace blog on sadsigh. But I haven’t posted a dern thing on here since it’s inception so I figure- post something now, get used to the idea, and eventually start posting new sorrowful soughs. (Oh yeah- that opening poem’s not mine but I forgot whose it is. [...]
Don’t try to make a getaway on a motorbike with someone you just met
Ok, so I’ve noticed that all my titles seem more like advice to some trashy 2 year old. But whatever.
So, I was out with this guy (that I’m really not into but he doesn’t stop texting and I was kind of bored so I decided to just meet up with him again), and he wanted [...]
The cocktail lies
You think having sex on the beach is going to be all sexy and fun.
 Then the next morning you wake up to find sand in places where sand really, really should not be. There is, in fact, chafing, where no chafing should be.
And then you look around and realise there are piles of sand in [...]