http://www.sarahhepola.com/ We must take back the night. en-us shepola@hotmail.com 2008-06-15T15:19:44-05:00 hourly 1 2000-01-01T12:00+00:00 http://www.sarahhepola.com/blog/archives/000540.html On Friday night, I watched a Dateline special on Tim Russert. It was about as poignant as Dateline gets, frankly, and knowing that Tim Russert -- an unpretentious man with such zeal for his work, with such a beautiful and... 540@http://www.sarahhepola.com/ 2008-06-15T15:19:44-05:00 http://www.sarahhepola.com/blog/archives/000539.html I've been writing lately. Not on this site, apparently, but on Salon. This Monday, my interview with "Top Chef" host Tom Colicchio ran on Salon. Yesterday, I got a very nice voicemail from a former colleague: "I think you might... 539@http://www.sarahhepola.com/ 2008-06-13T21:57:56-05:00 http://www.sarahhepola.com/blog/archives/000538.html When my best friend Julie called, I was in the middle of repainting the walls of my apartment the week before I moved out -- slathering two, three coats of white primer over the mint green and the diva red... 538@http://www.sarahhepola.com/ 2008-05-24T02:09:28-05:00 http://www.sarahhepola.com/blog/archives/000537.html I knew there was a problem when Time Warner told me my apartment didn't exist. "Our records show that there's no third floor in that building," the person on the phone told me. "But I'm living in it!" And yet,... 537@http://www.sarahhepola.com/ 2008-05-09T20:39:48-05:00 http://www.sarahhepola.com/blog/archives/000536.html I didn't want too much in a new apartment. I wanted a bathtub. Maybe a tree outside, instead of the gaping hole in the ground and occasional jackhammer I'd been staring out in Williamsburg all these months. I knew I'd... 536@http://www.sarahhepola.com/ 2008-05-06T22:11:13-05:00 http://www.sarahhepola.com/blog/archives/000535.html A while ago, a graphic artist named Greg Williams contacted me and asked if he could turn one of my blog entries into a comic strip. For the record: You can turn the entries on Sarahhepola.com into anything you want.... 535@http://www.sarahhepola.com/ 2008-04-15T23:20:09-05:00 http://www.sarahhepola.com/blog/archives/000534.html The Wire ended. Something happened to Eliot Spitzer; not sure if you've heard. Yesterday, in New York City, a crane crashed into an apartment complex, killing four people. Some serious shit went down in Tibet. Catastrophes, people. Hardly any warning.... 534@http://www.sarahhepola.com/ 2008-03-16T22:09:36-05:00 http://www.sarahhepola.com/blog/archives/000533.html There is a giant Christmas tree standing in the corner of my bedroom. Well, "standing" is not the word. At the beginning of January, when it ran out of water, it started tilting toward the wall. Now, it's pretty much... 533@http://www.sarahhepola.com/ 2008-02-06T20:22:14-05:00 http://www.sarahhepola.com/blog/archives/000532.html I blame The Morning News for my obsession with The Wire. There we were in Woodstock, New York, on a retreat -- sitting out the afternoon rain in our pajamas, nursing hangovers with coffee and beer -- when someone pulled... 532@http://www.sarahhepola.com/ 2008-01-16T09:45:11-05:00 http://www.sarahhepola.com/blog/archives/000531.html About five years ago, I came up with an idea for a series of personal essays about relationships called "Crying in Restaurants." I was amused by the image of me, sitting at a table draped with fine linen, dripping tears... 531@http://www.sarahhepola.com/ 2008-01-02T09:48:12-05:00 http://www.sarahhepola.com/blog/archives/000530.html I'll be honest with you. (and why not? we've come this far.) 2007 was kind of a drag. i spent most of the year broke, fishing for change in couch cushions, and waiting anxiously for the mailman to come. one... 530@http://www.sarahhepola.com/ 2007-12-30T23:25:13-05:00 http://www.sarahhepola.com/blog/archives/000529.html Here it is, December 27, and I am smack-dab in the middle of a glorious week of vacation. In the Hepola household, we rock it Christmas-style every December 25, resulting in a handful of delightful gifts for me, including (but... 529@http://www.sarahhepola.com/ 2007-12-27T12:59:13-05:00 http://www.sarahhepola.com/blog/archives/000528.html I missed this year’s Nerve Christmas party. It was a total drag, because I’d been asking Santa for a big Nerve party ever since I’d joined the staff six months prior. And because I knew it would be my last... 528@http://www.sarahhepola.com/ 2007-12-21T09:03:39-05:00 http://www.sarahhepola.com/blog/archives/000527.html In every woman's life, there comes a very special moment. It’s a moment that is both sacred and profane, prosaic and poetic. It is a moment that, if life were like the movies, would be accompanied by a sparkling rainbow,... 527@http://www.sarahhepola.com/ 2007-12-10T08:08:50-05:00 http://www.sarahhepola.com/blog/archives/000526.html I often wake up in the middle of the night. This has happened since I was a teenager. More specifically, it has happened since I started drinking. Three drinks or more, and a wire is tripped in my brain almost... 526@http://www.sarahhepola.com/ 2007-11-30T08:07:00-05:00