Articles by Sarah D. Bunting
Dear Sars,
So…there’s this boy. We’ll call him “James.” And then
there’s his housemate, who shall henceforth be named
“Edward.” A while ago, Edward and I fooled around some;
this passed, and I started hanging out at James and
Edward’s …
Hey Sars,
I’ve been dating my befriend for nine months, but I have actually known him for
two years. This past weekend I took him home with me to attend the wedding of
my best friend from high …
Hey Sarah —
I just moved to a new town. My landlady is living upstairs from me,
and she seems very nice, if a bit odd. Anyway, there are two porches
on the house, upstairs and down. Hers …
Dear Sarah,
Love your site. Love the cat stories. I wish the Vine had been around when I was 15. This is not really a major issue, just one of those things that annoys me a …
Dear Sars,
I’m writing this letter because I need an objective viewpoint, and everyone I turn to is somehow involved in this. I’ll try to keep it as brief as possible, but it is a bit …
Hey Sars,
In about a month, I’ll be going back to university, which is about a four-hour commute from the city I’m living in now. Campus residence is a lottery
for the privileged, so I’m moving into …
As you probably know, I write an advice column, in which I counsel petitioners on everything from the rules of English usage to break-up etiquette to whether gout is contagious (it isn’t). But over the …
There’s a car commercial running right now — don’t know what the car is — wherein Jeff Goldblum says, “Pretty impactful, huh?”
Chaps my ass every time.
Also, an unrelated but interesting thing: According to my dictionary, …
Dear Sars,
I’m being stalked by a cat. A big gray cat who is most definitely owned by someone in my neighborhood, as it has a collar, but I don’t know who the owner might be. …
Madeline went out into the lane in front of the house, turned right, and began to walk down it, off to find Charlie. It was the kind of cold day that didn’t feel all that …