Occasional musings from a Left-coast Canadian ExPat in Oxford.
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Oh. My. God. I’m in another training class this week, and the room we’re in is BROKEN. Well, the room isn’t broken, but the Air Conditioning is. Broken in the way that means it Won’t. Turn. Off. At All. Ever. Thank goodness I’ve only got to endure another 40 minutes or so. Then I can … Continue reading FFFrreeeeezzzzing
I’ve seen those “what’s in your purse/wallet” posts quite a few times – and although they seem neat, they also sound a bit boring. Then Mac found a way to spice it up – How much is your purse (including contents) worth? Here’s mine: Purse: $20.00 Wallet: $20.00 Average Cash: $40.00 Medication: $20.00 Make-Up: $45.00 … Continue reading Handbag Fortune
Oy Vey. I was totally dooced this morning. Hold your horses – not that kind of dooced. This kind of dooced. And everything hurts. Thank God it’s Friday. Continue reading Le Ow.
WARNING: GRATUITOUS SEX POST well, not really, but you’ve been warned. Sortof. So I’m at the grocery store tonight picking up some turkey (they were out when I went last night) and I wander past the pharmacy section, and figure I should pick up some personal lubricant for use with my personal “massagers.” Shut up. … Continue reading Me So Horny Dorky
There’s a song on the local country station (SHUTUP!) lately that’s really catchy and burnin’ up the charts etc. so I hear it a few times a day. It’s called Redneck Woman by Gretchen Wilson. The premise of the song is that she is indeed proud to be a Redneck and talks about drinking beer, … Continue reading Ironical?
I’ve finally decided (now that I’m feeling decidedly more Human) to take the advice in the card my dear dearheart gave me on Movie Night: Wear some Really Cool Boots. So, instead of my runners, or my docs, or my (flat) sandals – I am wearing boots. They’re kindof like this (only not really – … Continue reading These Boots
We’re having a bit of a Survivor pool at work for the latest series – Survivor Vanuatu. The way it works: we each put in $12, and blindly pick a bag. Inside said bag is our survivor. Whoever ends up with the last survivor standing wins some $$ (I’m assuming). I ended up with Twila. … Continue reading Survival of the Fittest
There’s a hole in my heart today. I guess that’s what happens when you have time to slow down and think about things. And as much as they deserve to be as far gone as they can right now, I wish my parents would hurry up and come home. I need my mom. Until then… … Continue reading Hole
Man, I feel like an utter shit for never really believing people when they claim to be totally debilitated by migraines. My 2nd one ever knocked me completely on my ass for most of the day today. The throbbing, the feeling that my eyes were bleeding, the stabbing light sensitivity, the unrelenting nausea. It’s not … Continue reading Tool
Q: Why does Snoop Dogg carry an umbrella?
Continue reading “so bad it’s good”
I forgot that, even when you’re sick and wearing sweats, when your nose is red and swolen from blowing it every 5 minutes, wearing some fabulous underwear can still make you feel hot. That said, I still feel like ass on a stick. Hot ass, but ass none the less. Continue reading Reminder
I watched Anything Else last night, since it was the latest thing to arrive from dvdflix.ca. The movie had been totally hyped as a Jason Biggs movie (think American Pie), and I really can’t stand Christina Ricci – so I didn’t have huge hopes for it. Someone neglected to mention along the way, however, that … Continue reading Anything Else
Now that my brain fog has cleared a little bit, I’ve been pondering a few questions: What’s an appropriate time after ending a 4 year relationship to start dating? Where on earth does one meet normal people to date? How do you know you’ve passed “rebound” phase? Is a having a rebound relationship necessary, or … Continue reading How do you Know?
Oh yah, and another thing… Why on earth do I have to get sick now, when I have no boyfriend to whine to, and come over and make me tea and rub my feet, and grab me in inappropriate places so I can pretend it pisses me off but secretly love how he loves me … Continue reading Addendum