All done! I feel like I did something heroic. But no reward received. Not even a Hello Kitty bandaid. Just a normal one.
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 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.
Made me way more responsible. There’s no way I’m gonna do something stupid like a bar brawl or being irresponsible with a firearm and let them take this stuff away. I’m also sober more and exercising more now. Sweet!
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.
Sister-in-law's bum in my face for 10 minutes. Just great. Tsk, I don't even know why I even participate in these silly games. I'm way too old for this shit.
I wish I had someone to cuddle up with. My husband hasn't touched me in ten years and we sleep in separate rooms. Pathetic I know. No love lost when we split, I just don't know when or how I can do that without devastating my children.
My mother signed me up for ballet in the early 90's. I was an 8-9 year old boy at the time, and we had just moved to Hicksville USA. I don't think I learned much in ballet class, but as soon as the other kids in the public school found out, I learned a lot about perceptions of gendered activities, fighting and bullying. Thanks mom!
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 deleted my Facebook account on Christmas Day!!!