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Hermit life

I'm getting more scared of going outside of my apartment. I didn't used to be like this, but I'm pretty isolated and the city is just so noisy and impersonal. I pretty much only go to work and the grocery store.

Paris is rioting.

Politicians care about power.Stop believing their nonsense.


I am not from BC. Overall I like living here, but sometimes I consider moving to another city in Canada where the rent isn't so high. But then I remember about winter, and I think to hell with that. Everywhere else is too damn cold.

Sad dater

I haven't dated in years but would really like to. But...I am not sure I am capable of being cheerful and happy and charming right now. I have some challenges in my life now, including just getting laid off and some serious family health issues. I am dealing with it ok, but I'm not exactly in the happiest of moods these days. I feel like no one would want to be around me. I'm not mean or grumpy or anything, just a little sad and uncertain much of the time. I would like to try and meet people, but I can't pretend to be in a great place right now. I worry people will feel that and not want to be around me. No one wants to date a sad guy, right? As the song says girls just wanna have fun.

Seven Layer Cake (Bed)

My old apartment gets pretty chilly in the winter, but I tend not to have the heat on very high to save on energy. Instead, I have seven layers of blankets on top of my bed sheet - three wool blankets, a comforter, a duvet, and a knit blanket folded in half. I know it's weird, but I'm super warm and comfy in it and I feel ready to hibernate.

To those contacts

Who post those feel good memes and videos on Facebook. Helping puppies, saving the environment, honourable political views. Here is your 'slacktavism' medal of honour. Slacktavism - actions performed via the Internet in support of a political or social cause but regarded as requiring little time or involvement. Thank you for giving insight into your well minded yet lazy persona. The lobbyists you have become.


On Friday night I was surrounded by beautiful, successful, and very accomplished women. We were all dressed up. We had taken the time and effort to put our best foot forward. We lamented about our dating lives and how difficult it is. Surveying the room there were maybe 1 or 2 men who had at least put on a nice dress shirt, sports coat, and dress shoes. The rest were wearing t-shirts that were 2 sizes two big with food stains and sports jerseys. Guys when you are out please dress up because it shows us that you can take care of yourself and are put together.

Drunk food

Big mac.... oh god, yes.... Why can't I say no? It's worse than cigarettes.

Stop projecting!

I’m beyond tired of being accused of judging someone when the person doing the judging isn’t me, it’s them! Just because you’re insecure about your own life, past or current choices, or appearance doesn’t mean that I am judging you! Stop apologizing every time I visit your house because you think I’m judging you for how it looks. I’m not. I could care less about your damned house or what you look like or basically anything else that you’re feeling insecure about. I love YOU. I only care that you’re happy with your life. What I choose to do in my own life has nothing to do with anyone else but me! I’m not interested in competing with you or anyone else. I truly could care less, because I’m just being the best me that I can be, and I don’t have the energy to worry about whether I’m “better” or worse than others. Remember that poem Desiderata? “Do not compare yourself to others, or you may become vain or bitter”. Exactly. Now, can we please just put all this insanity aside and get back to being family?

Ham and cheese sandwiches

Are exactly what I need right now. Good old comfort food! It feeds the soul.

XXS clothing posts

I wonder how many people can actually fit into these sizes of clothes? I see so many items for sale on the FB marketplaces. Where have all the people gone who wear mediums and larges? Hopefully these people posting XXS clothing have gotten too fat and now need to buy regular people clothing sizes!

Suburban jobs

I work in the suburbs but live in Vancouver. My office is one giant office that feels like a compound. They encourage everyone to stay inside by providing free food all day. Therefore you have a very insular office with no new ideas brought in. People stay for a looooong time, like 10 years or more. Like the air, it feels stale, stogey, and people form cliques that no one shall break into. The accountants only hang with the accountants, the hr women only hang with the hr women, etc. Myself I like more chaos. I don't want to listen to the hr women talking about their grey hair. I hate the pods of people that never go beyond the chalk boundaries. I miss the newness of ideas and different things and colour and life. Living in the suburbs must suck and working in the suburbs is just as bad. I work there for the high paying salary but the lack of life and spark are getting to me. Maybe it's time to work in Vancouver again where people actually want to go outside their office building to see life.

Cashier # 6

I was in a big busy store, patiently waiting in line, I am finally instructed to go to cashier # 6. Off I go but cashier # 6 not there, then I realised she was several feet away with her back turned scrolling through her phone. I consider myself to be a kind tolerant person but this really ticked me off. I wished I had a blow horn, I would have bellowed into it, would cashier # 6 get off her phone and do the job she is being paid to do.

I've been going down the Twitter rabbit hole.

Wow...there are some men hating women out there. Guys whatever you do...DO NOT MAKE SMALL TALK ON THE ELEVATOR!!! Stare straight ahead and be very robotic.If a woman is staring at her phone it's because she's tired of dealing with all the men hitting on her and it means BACK OFF JERK!!! so I hope this PSA helps.

Simple life

It's been years since I've posted anything on facebook. I truly miss the times before cell phones, the internet and social media, when you could spend entire days reading books or watching the clouds without getting bored and when you could enjoy life's moments for what they were, without sharing them with 500+ people. I guess I was born in the wrong decade.


Salt at Bon's

There were two of you at your table. I'd met eyes with one of you once or twice so I...