Maybe it's my '35 years and single' state coming forward, but mygod, I hate mushy, slobbery sentiments like the song title noted above. Or maybe it's just Barry Manilow reasserting his position for the ' #1useless-wtf-mind-music-from-nowhere-hitmaker' . Either way, I think I've hit that cynical stage again, that generally happens twice a year, right around Hallmark Day and Freshman First Love week. People just make me sick with their PDAs in downtown Peterborough, lately. Howeve...
How many times have you scrolled down in the forums to catch sight of a title that seems vaguely familiar? How many times have you seen a once familiar author's name on a list of articles only to discover later that the article was written eons ago? I can't say that I hate rediscovering old articles. In fact, I rather enjoy re-reading good stuff, and later pleased to see the responses of bloggers from long ago. It piques my interest to find out who actually brought an old article back t...
Having an ear infection is like using a free ticket for the tilt-a-whirl. Mind you, I'm not entirely positive that it's an ear infection or just congested sinuses. Either way, it's funny that I find this unsteadiness, this lightheadedness alarming, when, as a youth (okay, even now) I would pay good money for the same feeling when the party vibe is ringing. Feeling unable to articulate the simplest of sentences out loud has caused my sister to flee. Instead she's set me up with a box o...
I was up at the university this morning, trying to get some business taken care of in regards to my application to Teacher's College. Instead of being able to access pertinent websites online, I was informed that my password was either revoked or temporarily unavailable. True to luck, it was revoked, but I wasn't surprised. I haven't been a student at the university for some time, and was using their computers all this time just by chance. Most alumni get their password yanked after the fi...
It feels like I'm doing the rounds of reserves in Ontario. I've been to both Hiawatha and Curve Lake in the past two days. I am on my way up to Wasauksing First Nation, and will probably hit Shawanaga as well, while I'm there. I'm supposed to be visiting my brother in Manitoulin next month, which usually means a trip to the Mag as well. Hell, to even things up, I'll propose a spur-of-the-moment drop-in to the Casino. I'll just have to consider that as a real Rama visit, too. For a person w...
On several occasions I've been roped into political discussions at Joeuser, or I've ignored caution and rushed out an response because I've been so angered by an idiot who didn't know shit from Shinola. I realize that my own anger is counterproductive to debate. Just because I think they're an idiot doesn't mean that they actually are one. Which is my point. I need time to formulate responses, because I'd rather think about things before uttering a sentiment that might insult someone u...
I stupidly left a pot of potatoes on the stove, and then went to bed... No fear, all is well, and there is no structural damage. Actually, the way it all went down is weird. I had been sleeping hard, when all of a sudden, I just sat up in bed, with this one half-thought screaming in my head: holy shit, the potatoes! So I ran into the kitchen and the potatoes had just begun to burn. Probably not even a full minute. I burnt the hell out of the bottom of the pot, but the pot...
We are leaving at 4:30 am on Thursday morning to go to my birthmother's sentencing. That's a 4 hr if-we're-lucky road trip, and under the circumstances, it probably won't be a road trip buzz either. No, it'll be a long, CBC-listening drive (and to make it clear, I hate listening to CBC this way. Why? Because my sister doesn't listen to it loud enough. It's bad enough that we always seem to be listening to re-hashed arguements or badly-chosen music programmes that early in the morning....
My sister had her first day of morning classes. It was my first day of my second week of holidays. Her girl and I spent the past 2 hours playing with playdough, watching kid television, and making scrambled eggs. Just before my sister pulled up in the driveway, she handed me a pair of goggles. We waited until she pulled in the driveway and as she made her way into the apartment, we pulled the goggles over our eyes. She laughed, of course. And then said, "Hey, why don't we go to the be...
In my own day-to-day living I behave pretty much the same way as I do online as I do at home. I'm a regular woman, with regular hopes and dreams and a lifestyle to match. I have my dark moments, yes, but I have been able to find a certain sort of peace within myself as well. I'm loyal, tend to think before I speak, and bite my tongue far more often than bite the heads off of others when I'm pissed off. I know how to stand up for myself and am a firm believer in self-defense. I feel th...
This is my third attempt at writing an article this afternoon. The first one was about my job and office politics, and the second about dream interpretation. If I had been using paper and pen, than just a keyboard and hitting delete, I'd be surrounded by crumpled bits of paper by now. I really can't formulate anything that's been bugging me lately, but in the most brief manner, I can state that I'm sick of complaining customers and having to put on a happy face, I am infatuated with so...
cA couple of years ago, I wrote and acted in a play that was based on my relationship with my birthmother. It was produced solely because The Centre for Indigenous Theatre were lacking in committed students. I, who had been hired mostly as a gofer, ended up being able to participate in the program while getting paid for helping with it. It was one of my first attempts at acting, but not my first for trying to make some sense of my relationship with a woman who unquestionably means a lot to me...
Kinda like the same way, where if I've been scheduled a 6 AM shift and I suddenly realize that I may just have fallen asleep and might possibly have woken myself up by snoring, I feel like I've been yelling all day and have just realized in the quietness of now that it might have been loud and crazy for a moment there . Try as I might, I can't even attempt to make the above sentence any more simple. I think that's my problem today; making mountains out of molehills, spending too much t...
My daughter is dying to go back to school... She is bored of summer, and can't wait to see her friends, meet her new teacher, and start learning new stuff. Every day she complains that nothing good happens, that she hasn't been doing anything but just sitting around, even though I know that she's done a lot of fun stuff with my parents or other relatives when I'm at work. Hell, even if we spend a fantastic day together, she'll still complain later about not having much to do. Ah... ...
I haven't been having much fun, lately... By that, I mean, I haven't been having much fun on my own . It feels like all I've done for the past 4 weeks is work, mother, clean and sleep. Oh, and spend money on necessities, like milk and vegetables . I had some fun this morning: I took my girl out for a walk, and then for some good, clean fun at the batting cages. She's a slugger, that's for sure. And the rest of the day was spent at my mother's house; cutting up cardboard boxes to us...