What the heck
Originally uploaded by melodrama.ca. Is up with the weather lately!?! (really, just an excuse to post this cute pic, courtesy of Mel, taken during the monsoon last Wednesday) Continue reading What the heck
Occasional musings from a Left-coast Canadian ExPat in Oxford.
Originally uploaded by melodrama.ca. Is up with the weather lately!?! (really, just an excuse to post this cute pic, courtesy of Mel, taken during the monsoon last Wednesday) Continue reading What the heck
Free at last! Oh Lawd Allmighty I’m Free at Last! Or however that line went… The bathroom is D.O.N.E.! Check out the full set at flickr. Continue reading Free at Last
A post in which I confirm that underneath the seemingly sweet exterior, I am a bad, bad, person. Some of you may remember a guy I wrote about earlier this year; the one I went out with a couple times, before finding out he “forgot” to mention he had a girlfriend. Well, it turns out … Continue reading One Way Ticket (To Hell)
Diet Pepsi’s new Brown & Bubbly schtick isn’t going over so well with me. For someone who’s a lifelong sufferer of IBS, the phrase brings up thoughts of anything BUT (no pun intended) diet soda. I’m just sayin’… Continue reading Bad Marketing
It’s that time again… Tim Horton’s Roll-up the Rim to Win contest is in full swing. And as usual, I’m losing. The official count thus far for this year’s efforts is 0/7. I wrote last year about how I never win unless something catastrophic happens. And I don’t remember (and didn’t post) whether or not … Continue reading Rollin’
There are guys at my house right this very moment who claim they are finishing my bathroom today… Reminder of where things left off here. Any guesses as to what will actually be done when I get home tonight? Update: some things were actually done! I’m amazed! It’s not finished yet, but it’s actually starting … Continue reading Finis?
Five hours and many hundreds of dollars later, I have a single jacket. My mom, however, could’ve used a sherpa. It’s Saturday night, I have invites to four parties, and none sound as good as spending the evening recouperating on my couch. Continue reading I shopped, I dropped