Occasional musings from a Left-coast Canadian ExPat in Oxford.
The major reason for the spontaneous combustion of the not-quite-relationship I just got out of, was the gross misrepresentation on the part of the guy (let’s call him Mike, cuz that’s his name, and I told you that already) about exactly who he is and what he’s about. Let’s just say that when we discussed … Continue reading Ridiculously High Standard #9: Don’t Prented to Be Something You’re Not
Holy crap, I am crazy amounts of busy these days. Seems like I’m not the only one though. I just made a dinner date with a friend, and we had to make it for nearly two weeks away! Sheesh. I don’t really mind it though, having things to do and people to see makes me … Continue reading Me Time
After last night’s Foo Fighters concert, new guy and I met up for a quick minute with a good friend of his (we had been holding their stuff as we were in the stands and they were on the standing only floor). It was like a page out of the soap-opera bar-star days all over again. Very odd. Very disconcerting. (More after the jump if your feed isn’t indicating that.)
Continue reading “Ridiculously High Standard #8: Please don’t have crazy friends!”
There’s a film crew shooting a commercial at the Spelunking Club today. From what I’ve seen of location sets, the crews seem to be pretty used to having the run of the place, and not worrying much about anyone else while they’re there. At least, that’s how this crew is acting about the club. They’ve … Continue reading Lights, Camera, Action!
Dear Website Designers, I love cookies. I am a cookie monster! They make life easier, and I’m a fan of anything that makes life easier. However, they are designed to work a certain way. When you have that little “remember me” button to check, it should be UNCHECKED when I visit your website. If I … Continue reading UI Complaint
Working at the Local Spelunking Club has made one of my pet peeves blatently obvious: Women who are afraid of their bodies. Or more specifically, afraid to use their bodies. Frailty is not sexy. Spelunking is a very technical sport, requiring coordination, sureness, and strength through the entire body in order to perform at any … Continue reading Body Rock
The car inspection report is back. There are issues. Many small ones that don’t merit much consideration, and a couple larger ones. I am not amused at the larger ones. I obviously need to turn up the hardass and give the salesperson some hell. Maybe after a nap. Continue reading Inspector Gadget