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Robbie left for Alberta yesterday. I refuse to call it his home, since as far as I'm concerned, his home is with me. And he's slowly coming around to that idea as well. We got to the airport an hour before his flight (as per instruction), only to find that he had to board in twenty minutes. We barely had enough time to check his bags, and get ( Read more... )

So, I've spent the past half an hour practising "I Got You, Babe" for karaoke tonight. I am going to be redefining ugly. For everyone's protection, I suggest staying away from the Lookout tonight.

My posts have become a daily update of how my health is rapidly deteriorating. Or maybe just a documenting of my hyperchondria. In any case, my contacts, which have been causing me no end of discomfort/redness lately, have apparently ruined my left eye. I have no choice but to rely on my glasses, which Eric incessantly mocks. I'm not impressed ( Read more... )

"Use only as directed. Do not use more of it, or more often, or for a longer time. Doing so may increase absorption through the skin and the chance of salicylic acid poisoning ( Read more... )

I arrived late to work. And by late, I mean I got here at like 12:30 pm. Last night was rough. The worst part of it being that I can't exactly trace the specific origin of the debilitating nausea I had to ride into the early hours of the morning. I have narrowed down the list of suspects ( Read more... )

So, I'm at work again. It's almost 11:00 am, but to me, it feels like 4:17 am. I don't know why I'm so drained. I blame life. It really takes it out of you ( Read more... )

Just got back from an interview to become a law tutor. First question: what teaching experience do you have? ... Ouch. Anyway, the rest seemed to go well. I even got to rant about the barriers faced in law school by women, people with disabilities, people of colour, and other groups with pre-existing disadvantage. How many interviews can you ( Read more... )

So, I haven't updated my journal in what seems like forever. Upon reflection, I'd have to say there are a host of completely understandable reasons for this. Luckily, I don't have any obligation to get into them in any detail. Suffice it to say: one relationship ended; Tim went on self-destruct; new relationship unexpectedly started; been living ( Read more... )

So, I've been charged with a sacred duty, or so I'm informed: on pain of very bizarre death, I must write a message to 10 people without revealing their identities. I guess it's supposed to be therapeutic or something. Or maybe it just adds a bit of adventure into our dull-grey lives, as we attempt to decipher if any of the entries from people we ( Read more... )