Mapping out my future…a post sans alcohol
Dear Life, You have been good to me. Here I am, 23 years old, living in the greatest city on earth, surrounded by incredible friends. I somehow landed an amazing career upon immediately completing my...
View ArticleMy Discombobulated Life, in Point-Form
I’ve been sitting here for 20 minutes trying to think of a way to sum up the past few weeks of my life without overwhelming my audience, but I’m afraid it’s impossible. Let’s try it in point form. -I...
View ArticleThis City Doesn’t Want Me Here
Let’s review my unfortunate list of bad luck since I’ve been here. 1. I lost my cell phone. 2. I got fucked over by Bell, and had to buy a new phone and contract with Telus. 3. My Labour Day Weekend...
View ArticleI Have to Start Wearing Pants Again
I’m too tired to write a real post. I haven’t slept since Wednesday, and I’m mortified about my actions involving cheap beer, a man, and text messaging, but here’s a funny photo. I snapped it in...
View ArticleThankfulness and Turkey
I just came back from a five star meal at Cailin’s place: delicious brined turkey and all the trimmings. I’d like to say I helped, but mostly I sat around and observed. Or peeled the occasional potato,...
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