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It hurts to look

I can barely stand to go outside anymore. All I see is families, couples, friends. Everyone enjoying life and participating in some sort of community. And then there is lonely me, wandering around, wishing I was part of things but feeling so isolated. Just one word, one laugh, one touch, would mean the world and bring me back to life. It seems so simple, but it is so far away. I'm tired of being a loner, but life as a loner has made me incapable of breaking through the invisible wall.


It took 50 years for me to find out there is a name for this?! I hate hot blue sunny days, and rainy days make me so happy and grounded.

I'm addicted

to the game Hempire. Appropriately enough it was made in Vancouver (aka Vansterdam) and also amusingly appropriate ~ the Vancouver game company is owned by a company in Hong Kong. Check it out. Most of the characters in it look like certain celebrities. (such as a updated Chong)

Sorry retailers

Won’t be buying anything below the ribcage for the next long while. No new shoes, belts, pants, skirts, boots, purses or fancy tights. All Zoom requires now is a presentable head and shoulders. So yes to a decent shirt and blush, and that’s it. Money in the bank.

Sick of manipulative people.

I've had enough of people who try to trick, cajole or guilt me into doing what they want. They clearly think I'm some kind of naive idiot, but I'm way ahead of them. If they would just ask me straight, I might say yes - or I might say no, if I don't want to do it. Either way, I'd have a lot more respect for them, and be far more likely to keep them in my life.

Frozen food dream

I had a dream that I bought a giant thing of frozen parsley, peas, and I think blueberries were the other packages. I think I was also getting married off to a woman in Germany who I have a giant crush on. I was constantly worried that all this frozen food wouldn't fit in the freezer, but I was also trying to work remotely (co-workers were working and had office space at the wedding), but keep her happy. It actually seems like a realistic dream. Is this the future? Worried about our frozen food reserves, work, and juggle it with marriage?

I started to re-dye my clothes

It is just way cheaper to make them look somewhat like new again and most of the stuff I buy in the stores is trash. I am 33, employed professionally, but live in Vancouver so these are the things I have to do. I eat take-out once a week, and I'm maxed out. I go to a restaurant once in a blue moon and it's regular restaurants... not fancy shit. Sometimes I look at my friends and I just get anxious watching them spend spend spend. Good luck Vancouver... or millenials in general. I think you're quite screwed if this is how you spend and save.


it is not funny ...hiding at home avoiding humans . really afraid of catching covid

Confrontation fatigue

There are people in my life who believe that it’s acceptable to confront anyone who says or does anything that they think is unacceptable. I mean, ANYTHING. How they speak, how they dress, absolutely everything is up for critique. When they themselves are confronted about this attitude however, they insist that they’re just offering “advice” so that whoever they’re critiquing will be able to improve. It completely escapes them that their opinions are not necessarily the “right” ones and that perhaps the other person has an equal right to their own opinion. It’s exhausting and infuriating being around them. I am much more of a go-with-the-flow type and I don’t think it’s my place to be continually advising or correcting or critiquing other people, even if they happen to be family or friends. So kindly stop sharing your opinion on everything I say, do, or wear. I promise to give you the same respect.


I don't know what to do when someone hits on me. I guess in some ways it's a good thing that it almost never happens...


Breka on 4th. Eyes locked more than once

I think it was B.C. day around 8pm. I was riding my bike up from the beach to Breka Bakery on 4th...


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