We knew the end was near. She should have been out of my life a year ago. She stuck it out though, and we've been living on borrowed time for a while now. Today, she broke down. On a wintery, blustery, cold day at the corner of Clonsilla and Sherbroke, she choked. Sputtered. Started to fail. And I'm forced to get ready to say good-bye. My dear old Sundance is not going to make it through the winter. I know that now. She broke 400,000 this summer, so it's not that big of a surprise. But still. I...

For some time, he is not even a person, just a novelty. There is often a shuffling of position when word of his arrival is announced. Word gets around faster than he himself might, at least in a small town where social circles are limited. ‘New Guy’ is interchangeable with ‘New Girl’. Either way, it is ‘fresh meat’ for a rabid crowd. It becomes a predatory event: singles and the not-so-single start circling, planning their attack. The hunting grounds are traditionally situated in bars and at p...

Blogging about personal relationships, for me, is just too damned depressing. Mostly because, I don't have a personal relationship with anyone , but feel the need to explore the reasons behind this sad state of affairs. I can narrow it down to one thing... I have serious control issues. The second I feel like things are not going the way I determine them, I back off. Fast. (Yes, it's great that I know this about myself, but it still doesn't do me a whole lot of good.) These control issu...

Polyamory is in the spotlight lately, in my hometown. Maybe it's because everybody who has been trying to write something 'different' for end-of-term final papers has also decided to resubmit them in the school newspaper and the local papers have caught wind of it. Either way, it's making for some interesting reading and provoking thought. I'm pretty non-judgemental on topics concerning sex and religion. As far as how it relates to my life directly, I chose to experience situations ba...

The month of February always gets me in an evil mood. Perhaps it is because it was during the Valentine's holidays many years ago, that I felt I was deeply in love. We met at the beginning of the year, but it was during those first weeks in February that things changed for me. I realized that I could protest as much as I wanted, but declaring that I didn't want to be in love with anyone didn't mean anything. You can fight against the feeling as much as you want, but sometimes you just give in or...

There are some people that are very comfortable with their bodies. There are some people that are very secure in their sexuality. And, there are some people who won't hesitate in letting others know about it. If this is starting to sound like a rant, rest assured, it isn't. If anything, it is an applaud for those people who have the guts to really talk about their needs, wants, and desires instead of pretending that some things are better off unsaid and that anything that involves sexuality mus...

I went back to my old neighborhood, and though much had changed, it was still very much the same...   My girl is 14 now, and is long-legged, healthy and fairly happy for a teenager.  She's in regular schooling once again, after going to a special school for kids with extreme learning disabilities. She started Grade 6 with a kindergarten to grade 1 reading level, and after 2 years, entered Grade 8 this year with a Grade 6 - 7 reading level. She's a bit behind, testing wise, b...

I searched for my latest copy of my insurance policy, and when I opened the fourth shoebox, I found all the stuff you left behind, mixed innocently with tax forms, old pay stubs, and timesheets. You weren't much of a writer, but your handwriting said a lot about you. It was dark and heavy, as if your were trying to impress your whole being onto a scrap piece of paper. Sometimes you'd write jokes, or odd challenges concerning artists' names of one-hit wonders. Occasionally, you'd leave a...

It's funny how easy it is to have a crush on somebody. Crushes, on their own, are pretty innocent. In admitting that you have one, you also acknowledge that you really don't intend to do anything about it. Simply put, you're prepared to admire from afar. I have crushes for many occasions. I've been crushing on my main guy for more than a year now, (yes, that's pathetic, I know) but I am also 'interested' in other people for other reasons. I'm 'in love' with my boss at work. There'...

So, here's the statement. I fucking hate summer. (hehehe.) I recall the exact moment during last winter when I wished for summer. (Anyone who experiences winter weather on a regular basis can identify with this.) It was -30C with a windchill that made it colder. My car wouldn't start. I was late for something. They still hadn't plowed our driveway yet. And I had lost both my hat and mittens the night before at the pub. (Which probably means that I was hungover, too.) I want...