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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.

The Big Dream and The Get-me-out-of-here

There is a pandemic sweeping the lives of the late-twenty-early-thirty-something year olds who don't have children, might have fur-babies and wake up one day asking themselves WHAT THE FUCK. If you are reading this and taking a big deep breath... 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 →

I am not cool enough for Brooklyn

A few weeks ago I turned 26 and officially said goodbye to pretending I’m still close to being twenty and not closer to being thirty (whatever... the alcohol intake is the same, just fancier) and to celebrate I took myself... 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 →

3 Years later and I've still never seen a Moose

The 12th of June 2011 is the day I arrived on Canadian soil, which makes today mine and Canada's 3 year "Canaversary". If Canada was a dude, we'd be getting pretty serious right about now. Maybe move in together, get... 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 →

There are boy shoes in our doorway…

Since I left home around 7 years ago I have lived in a number of different places. Minus college life (which was 3 years of boys and girls and alcohol and puke and 3am showers and tears and best friends... Continue Reading →

Someone hated on me on Twitter…So I'm big time now. AKA Outta my way peasants

When I'm not receiving packages, making coffee's or answering phones  9-5, I'm out in the world trying to make my parents proud (and draw as much attention to myself as physically possible). Sometimes my attention seeking takes the form of... Continue Reading →

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