Sizzurp.

 I kind of feel like a Southern rapper right now. A very sick Southern rapper, but nonetheless.

In an attempt to rid myself of almost three weeks of bronchitis, I bought an econo-bottle of "raspberry" cough syrup at the pharmacy (I say "raspberry", because it tastes more like death and garbage than fruit). I bought it over-the-counter, a wonderful benefit of Canada's loosey-goosey stance on prescription drug abuse (Happy Canada Day, everyone!), and the pharmacist made me sign a waiver to bring it home.
Every night since, I have been wrapping myself in the ultimate warmth and security of codeine; a feeling that can only be liked to the ever-lasting comfort of knowing that Cam'Ron prefers white women.

~sarah p.

p.s. Codeine abuse is no joke. RIP DJ Screw.
p.p.s. Truth time: cough syrup does make rap sound pretty good, in case anyone was wondering. It also makes me feel like my limbs weigh a million pounds, and gives me the most vivid dreams I've ever had.

Endless Bummer.

Every summer, since we bought our house a few years back, I have slaved and toiled over an absolutely perfect vegetable garden, only to abandon it midway through, when my tanning-and-Slurpee regime gets too intense. The tidy rows grow over and the roots tangle themselves together. I may dig up a few carrots and beets in late autumn, but most everything goes to waste.
This spring, I noticed a small patch of strawberries growing in the back. I left this patch and threw out the surrounding debris, save for a few lone violets. I decided to forgo a cumbersome garden, focused solely on nurturing a very small, well-maintained plot of berry plants. Today I pulled the first strawberry off one the plants, and it was delightful.
I suppose this is all some sorts of metaphor for what has been going on in my head lately, but that is a story for another day.

xo

~sarah p. 

p.s. All of this rain is really cramping my style. My skin is pale, I've been sick for two weeks straight, I don't own a rain coat or boots, our basement is leaking, and I've had to bleach my white sneakers so often that they are falling apart in my hands. Super bullshit.