This is the cyber equivalent of a drunk n dial.I am so ready for sleeping, but think it’s important to point out that I’m afraid that there’s not a man alive who truly understands me, and that my best bets for motherhood right now involve artificial insemination and a lesbian partner named “jo”. Those of you who pretended to be on the same page because it felt good at the time should loose my number. Not even my best friends know what to do for me right now. Bon Nuit Toronto…..
I’m looking for new work, but I feel incredibly guilty about it because it would be a really bad time to leave the company I currently work for. That said, they can’t give me more than 24 hours a week, so I’ve had to subsidize my income by working in a situation that is taxing at best, and they pay me peanuts while I’m responsible for a huge amount of work. I passed up a great job opportunity before due to a misplaced sense of loyalty to these people, only to have them tell me that they couldn’t guarantee that… View Post
I know I should be unpacking and cleaning. I know that I would even be more comfortable inside with the a/c instead of melting out here on the patio where it is still ridiculously hot at 6:30 pm. There are so many other things I could be doing rather than finally deciding to put this out there in the world, yet here I am. I miss you. When you launch yourself into single-hood with nobody else waiting in the wings it allows for some serious time for reflection. I know we made the right choice. It just wasn’t getting any… View Post
At least one of the Coreys is still recognizable. This will be brief because I’m exhausted, and have had several sangrias today.My dear darling mom and dad were kind enough to rent a van and deliver their guest bed for me today, so I would no longer be sleeping on the couch.They also delivered a stack of self-help books, but I’m not going to get into that.The point I wish to drive home (ha!) is that the bed, which I thought was a queen, is in fact a double. Now bedding manufacturers would have you believe that there’s not much… View Post
Does anyone else love Judy Bloom the way I did growing up?When we were little-ish, my mom used to read to the Gaffer and I before bed, and our favourite soon came to be Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing, and Superfudge! (you have to type the exclamation). We loved it because it was so funny, and so much fun to get so wound up and silly before sleep. The Gaffer used to do this thing (up until quite recently, actually) where he would use the tips of his fingers to brush rapidly at his cheeks whilst grinning ear-to-ear when… View Post