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Garbage in, garbage out

The only positive thing about toxic people is that they teach you never to be like them in any capacity. Sure, they’ll come in to your life at some point and try to take advantage of you, but take it from me. Have a good bullshit meter and be very selective about who you allow into your life. Otherwise these leeches will just suck the life out of you. I dealt with stupid people last year and after being manipulated for so long, I finally put my foot down and set clear boundaries. My life has been so much more peaceful ever since. Once you get rid of all that disgusting phoney baloney, it’s like the trash takes itself out. A clean house is a happy one. Garbage in, garbage out.

Ahh Capri-CORN

Capricorns are a total disaster for me. So is corn. I still crave beautiful fiery women and nacho chips (though not for exactly the same reasons).


I've been falling for a decade. Eventually I'll make one heck of a splat.

Not giving the runaround

I’m different from most people which is why it’s hard for me to relate to some of them. It seems like some people I have met are very superficial, diplomatic and hypocritical. I’m the exact opposite. I do not mince words and I never beat around the bush. I’ve always been very straightforward and prefer to just be upfront, honest and tell it like it is. I find it better to be blunt so that way people are not confused by me. I don’t bullshit people and I myself refuse to put up with stupid bullshit from others. Maybe that’s why I’ve always been a bit of a lone wolf, but honestly I’d much rather be a loner then be surrounded by a bunch of two-faced hypocrites who’ll stab me right in the back. There’s absolutely no way in hell that I’ll ever make time for a superficial life. If what I say make no sense to some people, their loss, not mine.


I’ve been contemplating leaving my current job lately. I’m not happy here anymore for a number of reasons. Coworkers are so unprofessional and the general manager talks a tough game but does nothing about issues. The clientele that walk in here are the most shittiest, disgusting people that it’s ever been my displeasure to come across. The lack of hours certainly does not help my situation. After working in the company for two years, my morale has slipped down to an all time low and I see no point in staying at a dead-end job that’s clearly sucked the life out of me. I think tonight I’m going to sit down and start writing my letter of resignation. But first I need to find a much better job. I’ve applied to a number of places and I’ve had a couple of offers. I’ll see how it goes. As soon as I find a much better job with with more decent hours, hence a positive environment, then good riddance.

I confess that I'm getting to be

more and more of a recluse as I enter my senior years. Too much hostility, rudeness, flat out weirdness in the outside world. Give me my music, movies, books and the gym in my building and I really don't need a reason to go outside except for a grocery run once a week.

Navigating Life Alcohol & Social Media Free

All the time...but what do I fill it with. How to stop myself from smoking weed and sleeping all day. Must find interest in hobbies once more and dedicate energy to art...

Inching up

I’m creeping up to the same age where my dad was let go from his job and never worked again. My male friends have reached this age, reaching the same fate as my dad: let go and not to get hired again in years. I get anxiety over ageism at work. I do my job well and execute my projects well. But I can’t shake the feeling that once past X age, they want to put you out to pasture.

I think everyone gets it now

Political slacktavism just pissed everyone off on Facebook, which also happens to be more than half the world. Now when people come up to me and force me to take their 2 minute news blurb (pre-packaged with a political view) into account, I tell them to bugger off because they're annoying. They're more left and right shit. Nobody wants to see society divided though, so f them :)


I translate, write, and edit for a living, and admit that I cannot spell in English to save my life---this despite the fact that my nose is always in books and between lines. Written English ain't easy!


I saw you at Costco in Langley

Passing by the freezer section far right of store. You army green coat, short perfect hair steel...

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