This Thing

This is my blog. It is not your blog. Do I care if you don’t agree with what I say, how I talk, what I think or what I believe in? That is debatable. Is that bitchy? Probably. Do I care? Again, debatable.

My name is Sarah. I have no problem telling you my name because, well, it’s the most common name in the universe. Good luck Googling me and finding me. If you do, please do not stalk me. But if you do stalk me and I like it, then you may just get a cookie.

Who doesn’t love cookies? Seriously.

Of course, if you do stalk me and I find out you’re stalking me just for the cookies, well, then, no cookie for you.

I’ve graduated from college, so there’s that. Did it get me a job? No, but it got me this nifty blog! Only $100k and you can have a blog, too! Don’t you feel special? I like to write, not that you’d know it. I probably think I’m wittier than I actually am but hey, at least I keep myself laughing.

I live in the Midwest, land of Corn. No jokes, please. Only I can make jokes about corn. When you live in Cornlandia, you can make jokes, too!

I like stuff and that’s really as precise as I can be. Today, my favorite color happens to be purple. Tomorrow, it’ll probably be orange. I tend to be pretty fickle, but oh well. I get along well with myself.

You don’t have to read if you don’t want to and frankly, if you got this far, I’m amazed. But if you want to stick around, I’m happy to hear from you but if not, that’s okay, too. Point is, I’m going to blab my mouth off about something whether you’re here to read it or not.

Only, if you’re here, I look (slightly) less crazy.