I want and need to get back in shape this year. I know my diagnosis can change at anytime, but I'm not giving up. I've already been cooking at home and eating healthier, but haven't settled into regular exercise. I want to be and feel healthier. I want to feel sexy again too. I don't have to go to the gym 6 days a week like back in my twenties, but it would be nice to fit in a walk outside every morning and swimming twice a week. Best of luck to all in the same boat wanting something better.
If someone gives you a glimpse of their ugly side early in a relationship, be warned. It is a test. The worst is yet to come. I learnt this the hard way.
Is just oozing with humanity, which is why I like it, especially during these dystopian times. Something about this space that makes me feel more human in Vancouver. I wish I could buy everyone a round of beers at the local pub. Cheers✨
I saw my hairstylist recently. When I sat in her chair, she said “I guess nothing’s new with you.” Which I assume she thinks my life is a complete bore. I think I’m going to break up with her because I don’t want to see her and have her judge everything I say.
My girlfriend is sexy, pretty and we have good sex, but I can't help craving the hot sex I've had with men over the years, the last time being almost a year ago. I love women and am very attracted to them, but I still lust to be with men once in a while.
I have texted a whole bunch of people I know "Happy New Year!" Those that claim to be my friends. 15 people. Let's see who replies and who I will no longer be in contact with in 2022.
Picture this. You're a 20 something Health Sciences major at Sunday breakfast with the whole family and sitting across the table from your 49-year old dad, known for his really fucking weird food habits. You and everyone else can't help but watch and cringe as he smears some peanut butter and jam on a sausage and pops half of it into his mouth. Silence at the table. Like, what the fuck! I absolutely hate when he does things like this. It just freaks me the fuck out. He's my dad, and I love him, but I swear he does it on purpose just to get on my nerves.
I see it everywhere and it's phenomenal. We can finally enjoy unique and awesome experiences that weren't around during the early 90s because everything was accessed through giant corporations like McDonalds and KFC. But now lots of little fried chicken franchises are springing up. There are craft breweries on every block in my neighbourhood. Everyone in Vancouver is bringing such good food experiences to the table... I can actually enjoy my neighbourhood!
I met a really cool girl recently. We met online and have a ton of similar interests: gaming, streamers, cosplay. She is a very caring person and has adopted several cats. I love cats, I love all animals. BUT... her place stinks of cat piss. Im not some uptight clean freak, but honestly I cant stand going over to her place. I feel like I can barely breath when at her place. I dont know how she can live like that, it seems unhealthy. I dont know if this will work out.
I started a new job this year. And it's unlike any work environment I've ever been in. Their Covid protocols have been weak with no one wearing a mask inside an office of 20 ppl. Because of this, I am double masked, and feel like I stick out like a sore thumb. Normally I am very social esp. at a new workplace, but I don't want to sit and each lunch with any of my new colleagues because I'm so worried about Omicron. Those random coffee walks with colleagues of workplaces past? Just can't get into it even if we're all masked. A water cooler chat is weird with masks. I still do it to make an effort, but I don't feel like I'm getting to know people when I can't see 2/3 of their faces. And because their Covid protocols have been weak, people have gotten Covid, then they cleared out the office. WFH for the next month or 2 now. Suffice to say starting a new job with a pandemic in full throttle is a strange experience.