Sarah Bellum's Tales of Wit and Charm

Do you ever come home from vacation and think, oh yeah, this is my life? Shit.

What is wrong with me? I just got home from a vacation, I shouldn’t be this grumpy. But my apartment looks even smaller than I remember, and thanks to my downstairs neighbor everything reeks of greasy Chinese food.

Or maybe the funk is due to the fact I woke up to snow:

Usually I come home and find Daisy running in circles because she’s so happy to see me. Without her, though, my apartment just seems depressing. I’m hoping picking her up from the kennel after work today will snap me out of post vacation funk. If not there’s always alcoholism and drug abuse.

Alternate title: Second Video Blog

Alternate title 2: Talking Shit on Sugar, Sort of

This week’s “That’s What She Said.”

I’ll post the PDF version later tonight when I’m not trying to navigate my way around D.C. looking for a Dunkin’ Donuts. I don’t understand why the Obama family isn’t acting as my personal tour guide. It’s like they are busy or something.

I already have shin splints from walking all over Capitol Hill looking for coffee.

It’s a fucking workout just to get my morning buzz. I forgot that minute detail about city life. The exercise is totally OK though, because in order to get a ride to the airport from my friend, Jeff, I had to agree to run a 5k with him.

I obviously hate him, and won’t be calling him for a ride home. I’ll splurge and take a cab, otherwise I may get stuck competing in the Ironman Triathlon.

In other news, I think I saw some cherry blossoms on my walk:

This will make my mother VERY happy since she thought that was the reason for my spring trip. Yeah I love pink, but I’m here for the free wine.

Speaking of which, I’m going to drink some and take a nap. I’m on vacation, that’s what you are SUPPOSED TO DO!