Times Two
Today is the second anniversary of the wedded union between Poor Kyle and myself. Last year, I was out of town on our first anniversary for what I thought was a noble cause; I have since learned that there are … Continue reading
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Today is the second anniversary of the wedded union between Poor Kyle and myself. Last year, I was out of town on our first anniversary for what I thought was a noble cause; I have since learned that there are … Continue reading
It’s Thanksgiving today in Canada, and I’ve just enjoyed two solid days of delicious family dinners. I tell you what, there is no more comforting food in my life than a nice mound of mashed potatoes with a nest in … Continue reading
Today is my dad’s birthday. There’s my dad and me—well, they say that’s me, but I don’t recognise me. It could be my sister. Sweet shoes, though, Dad. I wish you still had those so I could swipe them. I … Continue reading
I know it’s good to move on and everything, but it just feels right for me to be a little somber today. It bothers me—ever so slightly, but still—to see this feature article on msn.com’s main page: A nice little … Continue reading
My days of freedom are over. Tomorrow morning, I go back to school. To university. So I can travel down three more English courses along my road to becoming a graduate. One might safely argue that I have never really … Continue reading
***This post is written as part of Sprite’s Keeper’s weekly Spin Cycle, the topic of which, this week, is “Motto.” Thanks, Jen!*** I am not one to sugar-coat my life for the internet, or anyone. Oh wait—hadn’t you noticed? I … Continue reading
All right, my friends. Here’s how it is: I found myself down in the depths of despair for a while there, but I realised I didn’t like it much in that hole. It was dark. And dank. And cold. It … Continue reading