July 2010
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Don’t Sleep in the Subway - Petula Clark
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I’ve taken on two challenging jobs and have become one of those tediously self pitying people who, when asked how they are, sheepishly say “busy” and change the subject.
I find myself remembering those grade 7 health videos, where they tell you that alcoholics can be anywhere, they can be successful people with a job, and you might never know their secret. And I think, but how...
May 2010
4 posts
“I think I might be one. I used to feel guilty throwing out a piece of paper...”
– “J” on Hoarders
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gritty story
Before people get to know me they usually think I am proper. I think it’s because I used to do theatre when I was like - 4 to 10, and so I enunciate everything when I’m kind of nervous. That and I went to a stodgey university. So last night:
T: Do you want to smoke some pot? Naw, you’re too perfect for that. Do you even drink?
Me: Well yeah. My ride’s due in a few...
April 2010
14 posts
My 51 year old mother just called and suggested we do a pole dancing class together.
I was like nuh uh no way not happening OK WHY NOT!
This week I found out that I got a job, and I’m so happy about it. I actually get to do some good for my community and the environment and get paid for it. I mean, sure, it’s weird hours part time and I’m on contract. But every time I think about it I kind of explode a little inside.
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I’ve been studying for a job interview I have tomorrow, and a website made reference to waterbears, “freshwater invertebrates that look like tiny lumbering bears - if you ignore the two extra legs”. Assuming that this was too precious to be true, I googled it.
!!!
You’re welcome.
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Friend: My boyfriend just moved into a new apartment and it’s a mess. Piles of hungry man boxes on the floor, beer bottles everywhere, and the guy he lives with is a coke dealer.
Me: Uh. Jeez well, that sounds depressing.
Friend: Yeah. Oh maybe I exaggerated. He just always keeps a bit of coke with him to deal.
Me: Oh, well, that’s a little better?
Friend: And his room has blood...
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I’m about to go to my last class as an undergrad. Deep breaths. Farewell Earth Systems Science professors. I’ll think of your lectures often during my career as the girl who drives around on the golf cart and brings golfers beers.
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This summer I’m planning on figuring out how to sew, maybe take a class, maybe just whip out one of my 2 sewing machines and press the on button and hope it spits out a shift dress (I’m a person who people like to give sewing machines to. Right now I’m using one as a computer desk…)
So hopefully this all works out and I no longer have to buy clothes and I don’t look...
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I need an outfit that will run the gamut from ham dinner at grandma’s to atheist easter party to breakfast date.
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Hobbies and interests
I’ve been sending out resumes for when the student loans run out and am already dreading my most hated interview/date/life question. Because I’m not terribly self aware, and it’s hard for me to categorize the things I do every day. And because nobody wants to hear that you enjoy seducing boys by text message (I know, I know. But…), shopping at the sally ann alone,...
March 2010
15 posts
Gonna move to the big city,
get dressed up nice every day, city girls wear big heels,
jacuzzi parties on Wednesdays,
slowdance Thursdays,
pavement chalking Fridays,
Livin tha dream
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It’s nice sometimes on facebook to look and see how your friends from when you were 5 or so are doing, how their kids are, what their boyfriends are like, what’s on their mind. You know, stuff like:
I FUCKIN HATE GUYS I FUCKIN HATE BEIN IN RELATIONSHIPS I FUCKIN HATE LIFE AND I HATE EVERY FUCKIN THING ABOUT IT
or
im goin to lindsay on the 16 for my bday and leah is cumin to :) im...
King Khan & the Shrines - Torture
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My 51 year old mother’s hiphop dance recital is today, right now, and I have to miss it because I have homework about West Nile Virus.
It’s to I can transform ya.
The United Steelworkers of Montreal - The Line
February 2010
39 posts
Going to our nation’s capitol for the weekend. I’m planning to try my first ever beaver tail! Canadians will understand this, others will probably think I’m being very experimental.
But seriously, the 60s had pastel chiffon babydoll nighties, and the 70s had nylon floorlength drama sleepwear. What do we have now? Flannel pajama pants? Polyester slips? Can’t swan in those.
So we went out for lunch today, just a few lab girls, the undergrads. And we talked a lot of lab trash and planned 2 solid party ideas and harped on all those environmental studies majors who just don’t get it. And now I’m too drunk to do data analysis and thinking that an afternoon on tumblr would be well spent indeed.
The party ideas were:
A fake bachellorette. With penis shaped...
