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Leftover's Soup

It's an affordable, but still decent meal. It really helps stretch things on my tightening budget these days. Leftovers from the day before - it can be anything, like breakfast hash for example - plus a soup base of your choice, even half a can of on sale condensed broccoli soup, and voila, you have dinner. I fill my growling tummy and don't feel guilty about wasting food, which I hate to do especially since we waste way too much food in Canada already.

On a slow day

at the office. I tried taking some edibles after lunch. Most of the staff left early so I’m pretty much alone. It’s been a fun afternoon lol.

Full circle...

I have a decent job, and I am grateful...but when I put on my tie in the morning I cant help but sometimes feel like a fraud...an imposter. I slither into my costume like a reptile to join all the other reptiles in this real life game of mortal kombat...without the weed and potato chips. I feel like I am becoming my role/title....soul sucking office zombie living off the commissions of products that you cant even physically touch... Waiting for a baby boomer to retire so that I can replace them in that quest for upper mobility and higher taxes. I have become the enemy that I loathed during my teen years. I used to laugh at guys like me. "Yeah, whats wrong with that guy? Looks like he's got a stick shoved up his *s s" If I had a conversation with my old self and my current self, my old self would probably throw a che guevara book at my face. But then reality sets in. Obligations and deadlines overflowing at the rim. Angry clients...in-laws...Co workers that don't shut up. When I was 23 years old (circa 2008), I used to work as a barista. We had a pretty good crew. After work we would smoke a few joints and crack jokes about asshat clients. The kinds of people that would shit on us for not getting there milk at a certain temperature. Ironically, I have become one of those people... Slowly. So kids, when you see someone like me on the skytrain....just remember...I too once had a soul.

Dog commentary

Being a dog owner,I of course take my dog on many walks. My Pug is 11. People always stop to say hi,ask how old he is etc. which is all fine. The part I don’t get is “oh,mine lived to 10,mine lived to 12,etc,etc. Yes,that’s what I want to hear on my walk. ...how my beautiful dog only has a year or two left. Seriously.

F#ck your ugly sweaters

I was invited to a Christmas party next weekend and I just can't. I don't understand how others can. It's not that I'm anti-joy or even anti-social I just am weighed down by all the shit going on and I feel it all so deeply. I weep so easily. My relationships are suffering and I feel mostly alone.

What’s wrong with me

I can’t move on from people, they can screw me over, steal from me, or use me and still I just want to run to them and be held and feel better. I can try to move on for months on end but the feelings always there somewhere inside and I don’t understand why, someone with any dignity would never talk to these people again, and even if I refuse to let myself talk to them I know if they reached out I’d probably go running right into the fire to get burned once again

History books

I have been fascinated by reading books from the mid 1700's-mid 1800's. When the world was being first mapped. The thought of being on boats headed towards the unknown is cathartic in an internet world. Darwin's the Beagle, Cooks the Discovery, Bligh's the Bounty, etc... a time before planes looked down, before a satellite was ever orbiting, before Cousteau had shown us what was under the sea... before streetlights, before electricity, when the Amazon was unmapped, the industrial revolution was the future, not the past.... when society was young. When life was hard. When even the clouds were beyond our reach. The moon was beyond the heavens. What a time to be alive.

So Unfortunate

I have so many amazing male friends in my life who’d make wonderful partners and I’m only attracted to men who have fear of commitment or have serious emotional trauma.

I think

the world will end soon. And even though I’ve been fairly well off, I’m glad. Time to move on from this cess pool of debauchery !!

What do I do?

I'm in a relationship that I don't want to be in but everytime I try to leave he threatens to take away our two dogs. We got them together and they are biologically related and bonded so we don't want to seperate the boys. Im only staying in the relationship for the dogs at this point. I love them beyond words and can't handle loosing them. He keeps saying pretty much daily that if I leave him I'll never see the boys again so we should stay together. He's gone to far to say that if I leave he will find me and take the dogs back. He knows where to find me if I leave...

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