Author Archives: what sandra thinks

My favorite obscenity. Fuck. Fucking hell. Fucker. What the fuck? Fuck off. Fuck in any form. And it can take any form. It can be all things. I wrote all about it. You should read this. I couldn’t have said … Continue reading →

My favorite neighbor. Somewhat [but by no means entirely] fictionalized in my 2018 A-to-Z challenge story Dear Diary, my favorite neighbor Randy lived in the dorm room next door to me during more than one of my years at college … Continue reading →

My favorite memory. I have a lot of wonderful memories from my childhood and even my teenage years. It was a different time… in every sense of the word. And it was a better time. Not just because I was … Continue reading →

My favorite lyrics. I could have gone through every song in my vast collection and written pages and pages of my favorite lyrics, but I won’t do that. I’ll just choose the first few that came to mind without the … Continue reading →

My favorite kiss. This is incredibly corny but my favorite kiss was my first. It was his first kiss, too. It wasn’t the messy, clumsy, awkward teenage disaster it could have been. It was actually slow and sweet before it … Continue reading →

My favorite job. I have never had what I would consider my ‘dream job‘. It’s not because I didn’t work hard enough to get it. It’s because I don’t know what my dream job is. If I could figure that … Continue reading →

My favorite invention. Post-It Notes. Could not live without them. I never feel like I have enough. Just looking at piles of them waiting to be used makes me giddy. [I’m just kidding. I’m never giddy.]   p.s. — Give … Continue reading →

My favorite holidays. Christmas is my favorite. It’s not as good now… but when I was younger… Christmas was magical. I totally believed in Santa, and my parents were amazing about it. My dad [who we very sadly lost in … Continue reading →