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Successfully living with your Significant Other aka 8 ways to finish off your year not a murderer

So I guess I have a boy room/bedmate. We live together, like, every day. For like, months now.

5 things I thought would be different when I left home

It has been almost 10 years since I left home and went out into the wild, scary, unknown world of adulthood living. I feel like I was truly and utterly underprepared for what was out there, and had I known,... Continue Reading →

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger…or maims you horrifically for life

I like that saying: "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger"(WDKYMYS). It sounds good, it's inspirational. It makes you think "Heck, things were tough/awful/soul destroying - but I'm still here!!" People have appropriated that saying into songs (looking at you... Continue Reading →

13 things I have learned over 13 flights in 5 weeks

Push the bounds of Hand Luggage Everyone has these mini wheelie dealie bags these days. They are massive and some are so crammed there is no way they fit in the overhead bins or under the seat in front of... Continue Reading →

4 Reasons my iPhone 4 and I need to break up

I was late to the world of smart phones. Blame technology illiteracy, blame laziness, blame fear of the new. When I left Australia in 2011 I was rocking a a sweet Samsung Slide phone And when I arrived in Canada... Continue Reading →

Encounters with morons

There are  few people who's advice I truly value. My parents (because they have known me since before I was just a tiny puke-inducing parasite in my mothers stomach and they honestly want what's best for me), a handful of... Continue Reading →

The Salt and Vinegar Goldfish Plea

I have an extremely addictive personality. If I like something, I have to have/do/watch it every day until I hate it and I can't stand the taste/sight/smell of it. Addictive personalities run in my family. It's why I tend to... Continue Reading →

5 ways to downgrade last nights regrets, AKA What do you and Jesus have in common?… You both got hammered.

It's Easter weekend, a time to explore how many chocolate eggs you can cram into your face-hole without catching the diabetes, while also pondering how bunnies and some jewish guy play into things (I want to say...re-incarnation? As bunnies? Is it that?!... Continue Reading →

I hate going to the Gym but I hate being Fat more

Today, like most days I set my alarm for 6am because yesterday, like most days, I could not be fucked going to the gym after work. Today, like most days, I rolled over, denied my alarm and re-set it for... Continue Reading →

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