Occasional musings from a Left-coast Canadian ExPat in Oxford.
To Pleat, or Not to Pleat. That is the Question! Here’s the answer: FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THINGS HOLY, NO! Ok, so the answer is a bit more complicated than that. The wearing of pleats by men (because women should really never wear pleated pants, period!) is a tricky art that should only be … Continue reading Fashion Police
One Stick. For to beat the masses of eligible bachelors off with. I prefer a nice heavy teak. Thank you. Continue reading Wanted
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
Shortly after I finished ranting and raving at one of my best friends the other day, he looked me dead in the eyes and said: You are such a GIRL. Have I taught you NOTHING? It was just the kick in the teeth I needed to finally make me realize what a chump I am … Continue reading The Apathy has Taken Over Me
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
Bert’s Back Babies! Continue reading BOOYAH
Things have settled in now, and I thought it was worth mentioning that I’ve actually grown quite fond of my roommate. While he’s still kinda nutso, it’s an endearing kinda nutso. My kinda nutso. A few recent incidents that make me smile: •When he was loading the dishwasher, he asked me to help him with … Continue reading Ode to a Roommate
I arrived as The Constantines were finishing up their last song. The verdict here is that they probably didn’t suck. Next up was Sloan, whom I thought were just this side of hideous. They weren’t rocking the crowd AT ALL, and kept yelling “If you don’t start going crazy the Foo Fighters are gonna kick … Continue reading Concert Review: Foo Fighters with Sloan and The Constantines
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!”
Snippets of conversations* from the past few days: “Whoever invented pizza dips deserves a prize” “Totally. They deserve a blowjob.” “Or some really good face – really any oral sex at all” “For sure. With a finger up the ass” “With Extra lube.” ——————————– “Apparently I like it when you do that thing you do. … Continue reading It All Comes Back to (l)U(be)
I am not the most well endowed girl in the world. In fact, I am a card-carrying memeber of the IBTC. It used to bother me. A lot. Thankfully, growing up has also come with a healthy dose of body confidence. I now don’t give a damn about my breasts, or lack thereof. And thanks … Continue reading Release the Hounds
Five Minutes of writing – no breaks, no edits. Ready? Go. I’m really not feeling well at all these days. Obviously because I haven’t been taking care of myself in the least. My body feels like I’ve been kicked in the junk 95% of the time. My anxiety is back, and I’ve resorted to medication … Continue reading Free-Form
Back at it after a gruelling and ultimately awesome long weekend. But not until after I stopped by my old place of employ to say hi to some of my old co-workers. The conversations went a little like this: Former Coworkers (FC): Wow, you look fantastic! The new job must agree with you! Me: Yah, … Continue reading Grind
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!
My uncle’s beloved weiner dog Merlin ended up with a ruptured disc in his back. Thankfully it looks like he’ll be ok, so I don’t feel bad about giggling at how he looks like frankendog with all the metal staples. For a better look, open it up in flickr and check out the full-size version. Continue reading Franken Dog