Sara and Jim's random, funny musings that will make you laugh, cry, scream, and be thankful you did all three.

About Me

We are Sara and Jim. We worked together at a place called SESDAC that you wish only existed in your nightmares. We also had classes together. We're both brilliantly smart and you'd never even guess that. We're also really funny which astounds most people. We like to be nice, we like to be mean, we like to talk about randomness, we both speak Indian languages, make homemade pizzas, and love iTunes. We both have degrees and jobs. Neither of us are losers but we live in loser-ville. We are racist to each other to show our deep and profound love and appreciation for each other. Someday we'll write a tell-all expose book that will shock and astonish and amaze people. Someday we'll also be rich and Jim will live in Sara's basement. Jim is now BFF's with Sara and her Dweemo husband, Nolan. We are here to pump. You. UP.

Friday, May 1, 2009

We've been MIA, but we don't hate you!

Hey All. Chatterbox Sara here. First and foremost, we don't hate you readers of our blog. We may hate everyone else, but not you. You're too cute and fluffy and shiny and fun for us to hate! Muah muah! But Jimbo and I have just been stupid busy. I grow more whale like in my pregnancy by the day and it's the end of the semester for my little family. I've even begin to suck at blogging on my other blog. That's super duper hyper monster pooper sad.

But, but, but, well, I mean, I just only have soooo much energy by the end of the day. Plus a lot of the time I cannot think of things that are funny enough or smart enough to say here so I relegate them to my blog instead. I promise I'll be better, starting next week. I'm gonna blog about how fucking great it is to apparently be a socialist for supporting our President and for thinking most red-blooded right wingers are dickbongs.

I also need to talk to you about how great Anthony Bourdain is and how over being pregnant I am. I've got loads of fun I need to share with you. I also need to talk about Madonna and about how stupidly confusing it is that it apparently is uber-cool to post 8000 pictures of ones' self on Facebook drunker than shit.

As for where is Jimbo? Welllllllllllllllllll, I must say he and I suck as bff's because we maybe text each other once a week and talk even less lately. I dunno why. He's apparently "working" aka watching vh1 in his parents basement while playing Barbie Dolls and eating JalapeƱo Cheetos. All I ever hear from him is how much he hates everything, so I dunno whats up in his land of a thousand red skins.

We suck and we know it. But, in the meantime, here's a fun Friday picture for you!

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Peaceout bros-

Chatterbox Sara

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