Ask Sarah Morrison

I receive a good deal of sort of Ask Missbehave type emails. They tend to be like next level Ask Missbehave’s, a lot of them leave me speechless and without a clue how to respond. Here is this weeks, maybe you guys can assist!

Love the blog. I’m a recent convert. Found it the other day and read it for about three solid hours.

Anyway, I wanted to run something past you. I’d really appreciate a Missbehave ladies’ consensus on this if you’d be so good as to oblige… Is it wrong that I would totally let Heath Ledger’s Joker character ruin me? I mean, Heath’s never really done anything for me before - not even when he was crossing swords with Jake in Brokeback, but I have seen The Dark Knight twice now and am surrendered to the fact that I have a massive crush on The Joker.
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I am Sarah Morrison and I can’t be alone

I hate living alone. It has been my personal downfall. Details withheld, I don ‘t do well with it. I am not good at being alone in general. Some people judge me for this. Sure, I am of marrying age and need a BFF by my side or boring useless boy void of rent, living in my apartment to make it thru my days. I like the company. I need the company. Some don’t.

Lately, once my 10 pm boredom hits, I venture back up to Missbehave knowing Sally’s there. She rolls her eyes at first, but always let’s me in. She likes being alone. So I work from a corner of the office where I won’t bother her. Today she told me she loved being alone. And sort of finally mentioned her confusion with me and my need for company.

Validate me or call me crazy below….

Do you hate Kathy Griffin?

She sort of reminds me of this girl I was friends with in high school. Said girl was really funny, but really needy and insecure. Our friendship consisted of her calling herself fat and ugly and crying. Then me telling her she was thin and pretty and hugging her. Then occasionally we would make fun of people and LOL tons. All in all,  it was really stressful. Thinking about that girl makes me want to take a nap. So does thinking about Kathy Griffin actually.

The Bravo show irritated me at first. She irritated me. Then magically one day, I laughed. Then the more I watched, the more I laughed. I now have grown to be able to honestly say I think Kathy Griffin is pretty funny. I mean, I would rather have my eyes gauged out with eyeball sized ice cream scoopers than be one of her assistants. But I would totally meet her for drinks, touch her weird looking wig, talk shit with her for an hour, and then fake a family emergency and leave.

You guys?

I like this girl!

I really wish I had been invited to this birthday party.

What the hell is the chest hair made of…worms?

I’m going to sell my kidney for this.

After spending all winter long looking for the perfect bike to ride this summer, I can say now that I’ve finally found it! But $12,000? Really Karl? Really?