Only eleven more months until Christmas is over again

"Douglas," our chipper wee friend of a Christmas tree, sits discarded in the backyard. Having completely missed the free tree chipping the second weekend in January, we have no idea what to do with it. I only remembered the tree at all when the snow thawed last Friday. "Oh yeah," I remarked to BoyRoommatefriend, "The … Continue reading Only eleven more months until Christmas is over again

Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?

As I'm sure anyone who knows me is well-aware, I was a Batkid. Now firmly established in the realm of adulthood, I feel some vindication in knowing that the world has reached a general global consensus in acknowledging the truth: Batman is the Coolest Superhero. Sure, he might not be your favourite (for whatever godforsaken … Continue reading Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?

Texts that may indicate an increasing level of douchebaggery.

Sometimes I think that I am a douchebag but completely unaware of it... and now I am slowly realizing that I am a douche. Or perhaps I am just becoming more of a douche as I age. Either way, it's disconcerting. These are texts that I've sent this week that I think indicate my increasing … Continue reading Texts that may indicate an increasing level of douchebaggery.

Quantifying my Attempts at Responsibility

Following the abrasively shocking revelations of last Sunday's hair dye debacle, Dr. Roommate and I endeavoured to act like real grown-ups this weekend. As Sunday night closed in, the adventure was deemed "successful," as though we might be able to tick off a small box on a to-do list. "Grow-up." Check.* We both had work ahead … Continue reading Quantifying my Attempts at Responsibility