Articles by Sarah D. Bunting
Every twenty-eight days or so, I find myself standing on the sidewalk in front of my neighborhood drugstore, taking deep cleansing breaths and thinking good karmic thoughts so that I don’t blow my stack and …
I’ve probably read Charlotte’s Web fifty times. I love that book, I love Charlotte the spider, and I always cry at the end when her little ballooning babies take to the wind. And I know …
I don’t know that I have the necessary qualifications to comment on women’s fashion. Right now, I have on a v-neck t-shirt from J. Crew that dates back to the Bush administration, men’s Gap cargo …
I went to Las Vegas for the first time five years ago. I worked for the brand-new electronic publishing division of an established publishing company at that time, and two weeks before the Comdex convention, …
Mr. Stupidhead joins me in the booth again today. Two Buntings, no waiting.
Okay, here goes…For the past three years or so, I’ve been friends with this guy I’ll call Ryan. His friends and my friends …
Sars,I have a younger sister, nineteen months younger. I won’t dance around this- she’s a giant BITCH. For seemingly no reason. I don’t know – she could have a good reason to act like the …
Okay, here are the facts.1) I’m 16 years old, and I am naturally introverted. I’m not shy and I’m not a misanthrope, I’m just very quiet and introspective. I detest big loud parties and such. …
Okay, here goes…I go to a bar where friends of mine work the staff. Because I perform at the bar, I’m to get a discount on the drinks. At a certain hour the drinks become …
Dear Sarah,I share a very small one-bedroom apartment with my boyfriend in Boston. We are in the process of looking for bigger digs, but the apartment is not the problem…the problem is my sister.
L’il Sis …
Dear Sarah,I love to dance, and I am a good dancer. I like going to see bands that I can dance to, and I generally have a great time. The problem is my husband. He …