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Tag Archives: reality
Yesterday a local Vancouver paper asked a question on its Facebook page: “Do you think more could be done to combat homophobia?” In the ensuing comments, a White Pride freak — who I’m really fucking wanting to identify by name here but don’t feel like dealing with the legal hassle as a little blogger girl [...]
Yesterday, someone in the Vancouver social media scene* sort of thought it ironic that I should slag “tweetups” as being elitist and circle-jerky, since I was avoiding the whole worldwide “Social Media Appreciation Day” thing that Mashable sponsored and launched right here in Vancouver. Apparently the thought is that I am now “elite” in Vancouver. [...]
I’m supposed to be using this week to create a framework for my next six weeks and next six months. But that hasn’t happened. I’m sitting around chewing on what’s left of my fingernails, trapped by a shitty rainy day, and lost in worry about whether my father will even survive an operation that’s SUPPOSED [...]
The sky is an iridescent grey, at once inspiring and eerie. My day is stretched before me with a loose idea of all the things I have to do, mostly of the meetings-and-appointments sort. A murky mess sits at the bottom of a mug I wish was filled with fresh black coffee. I just shrug at [...]
I should not be writing. Another probably painfully tiring day awaits me tomorrow, before what is liable to be a mockery of a weekend, on which I believe I need to work Sunday, but the verdict is not yet in. (No, not real work. Taking a bunch of kids to a space museum. Yeah, who’s [...]
Something’s snapped in me this afternoon. I awoke with a spasm in my neck from having slept wrong after my before-the-crack-of-dawn inhalations of an illicit nature, and my mood has steadily declined since. I won’t bore you with my shit. Suffice to say my day is a heady stew of money woes, persistent battles with [...]