I’ve been watching a lot of movies and TV shows lately, as one does when they’re desperately single and forever alone, and I’ve noticed something: when there’s a pretty girl sitting alone at a cafe, or in the park, or in the line at the supermarket, or waiting for their …
This one time, my dad and I went to see a movie. Mom was hosting book club and we decided to get out of the house. It was kind of a big deal because it was a Wednesday night in November 1998, I was in grade 10, and the movie …
I recently spoke to my dad about what I should blog about. As you’ve probably noticed, the frequency of my posts is sporadic at best, mostly because I don’t believe you all would be interested in the things I have to say. He suggested I write about my runs, what …
I’m a bad blogger. Bad, bad blogger. Bad. My life’s obviously not as interesting as I wish it would be. It seems to be all work, home, sleep, with the rare “let’s go out and have fun”. I guess I can chalk it up to seasonal affective disorder (ironic that …
Writer’s block is a bitch, amirite? I’ve gone into a phase of hating everything I put down on paper. Blog posts? Hell no. Original creative writing? Not a chance in hell. In my brain it’s all just mush, which translates to mush on my computer screen, and what mush is …
In which I talk about running and the Canucks while wearing hipster glasses.
Let’s talk about food for a bit, shall we? I know about food, let me tell you. I’ve had more than my fair share. Weighing over 300 pounds at one point in my life kind of makes me an expert. Okay, so maybe I’m more of an expert on eating …
I’m going to tell you something shocking. So shocking that you will probably all gasp in horror when you read the words. I’ve been ostracized* because of it since high school when all my friends got into it, and it has effected me immensely due to the limitations it places …
Either this wallpaper goes, or I do. - Oscar Wilde #30DaysofYoga, Day 16. I’ve made it past the halfway mark. Okay, so I’ve only been to thirteen classes in those sixteen days, which isn’t technically halfway to my goal of going every day for thirty days, but it’s much farther …
NOTE: This post was started in July. I wasn’t going to put it up until I had some pictures to show, but that still hasn’t happened and I didn’t want to wait any longer, so here it is! It’s nice to have a change of scenery every once in a …
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