Occasional musings from a Left-coast Canadian ExPat in Oxford.
The cockblocking continues. Sometime between going to bed last night, and getting up this morning, I lost my house keys. Thankfully my brother has an extra set, and dropped them off for me this afternoon, but in the interim I have no mail key. This is completely traumatising, because I don’t lose things. Ever. I’m … Continue reading 1d10t
Dear GlaxoSmithKline, I’d like to thank you for the service your TUMS Extra Strength antacid/calcium supplements provide me. I can safely go to sleep with minty fresh breath, chalky residue on my tongue, and positively fortified with calcium – all in an effort to treat my “sour stomach caused by excess stomach acidity.” Please make … Continue reading Complaint
Valentine’s Day is coming up. I’ve never been single going into it before (I was dumped V-Day afternoon once, but we don’t talk about that). Unless I run into the love of my life within the next 11 days, I’m pretty sure I’ll still be single when it rolls around. I’m not quite sure what … Continue reading Decision Time
To those who were so concerned in the comments on Sunday – thanks 🙂 I’m 99% better now. The last 1% is the fact that I’m waiting for the dehydration zits to go away. Water is the only thing that keeps my skin sane – and nearly 24 hours without any really wreaked some havoc … Continue reading I’m Super, Thanks for Asking!
Apparently I take my social cues from my belly button. Richard has posted this before, but today was the first time I took the time to read Caring for your Introvert. It was a bit like being tossed into an episode of This is Your Life. A couple passages stood out especially for me: Introverts … Continue reading Innie or Outie?
I sat up until 12:45 talking with my brother. I hope he leaves that girl. I doubt he will. He shares my desire to see the absolute best in people no matter what. Usually to our detriment. Instead of being pro-active, he’s waiting for her to dump him this weekend. I just worry about what … Continue reading So. Tired.
Who’s the bestest big sister in the world? Yep. That’d be me. My youngest brother crashes on my couch a night or two a week to save himself a couple hours of sleep on the nights he works at his part-time job downtown. Tonight is one of those nights. The poor chap is also having … Continue reading Who Me?