Sarah-Jean's new video is titled "Dance Like Know [sic] One's Watching."
Lord, please guide me gently through this video, Amen.
-filming in her car at a stop light, not driving so don't bitch
-EvilDad is flying to his sister's for a few days.
-As she was driving she had horrible intense pain in her abdomen area, only in the front so it can't be gas, then got so bad that she couldn't breathe properly, so she had to pull over and watch Frey Life on her phone.
-"I get diarrhea soooo muuuuch it's ridicalus... I'm always very soft-stooled." The pain is "moving downstairs" and she's worried she's going to shit herself in her car. This situation gets worse the longer she talks about it, but instead of putting down the camera and running for her sweet dear life she keeps flapping her gums about it.
-Cut to "I... am... going to be taking ...a bath." Oh god. She can't usually bathe because it's too hot and grosses her out, but her nurse will be here soon and something about her IVs. Does not say she shit herself, though, so thanks I guess?
-That's all she has planned for her day. She's sending out paper newsletters about her care packages which she calls "Information Publication Mail." As in, that is the title of her newsletter.
-Bath bomb. "Very creative to the original creator who created these." There's something inside it, a small plastic gem thing. Films herself bathing.
-Walking on a gravel driveway barefoot to get the mail right after she took a bath. Oh lord.
-Cringe dancing and lip syncing
-Curls hair. Terrible horrible nurse is two hours late. Doesn't she know this woman needs her salt water? She was waiting to take the dorgs to the dorgpark! She's going to have a little bit of a chat with her about this grave injustice. Close up of peripheral IV placement, three sticks required.
-Going with that Haywood chap to get chinese food because she doesn't feel like cooking, because she doesn't have what she wants to make any one meal, like she can make spaghetti but doesn't have fake meatballs. Gets tofu and broccoli with garlic sauce and extra garlic sauce on the side.
-tiredface. Still infusing because her nurse was so late, augh! Didn't take the dorgs out at all.
-Complains about the peripheral IVs and how hard it was to get one in this time, complains about where it was eventually placed. Keep gunning for that port, Sarah-Jean, the one you almost had until you acted like a demanding manic munchie and your doctor realized you'd just come hounding him for something else when the novelty wore off.
I could live without her ever describing her poop texture to me again.
Butterscotch schnapps tastes like actual pancake syrup. Mix with shitty whiskey for a delightful breakfast.