I love the city. There are so many amazing things that come with living in a place like Toronto, and every day I consider myself lucky to live here. That being said, sometimes public transit fucking sucks. Don’t get me wrong; I’m not here to proselytize about transit fees or TTC workers. I am referring…… Continue reading Getting there is half the fun
Just because I’m not actively online dating anymore doesn’t mean I don’t have lots of tragicomic stories to pass on. The following aren’t epic enough to get their own entries, unlike The Man with Two Faces and Anger Management, but combined they offer enough what-the-fuckery to impress. There was the very affectionate French Canadian who bemoaned…… Continue reading The fine line between love and lunacy
Nothing’s better than telling scary stories by the campfire during the last few weeks of summer. So gather ’round friends, and I’ll tell you some truly terrifying tales. That’s right, we’re talking about dating. This first story is a favourite of mine, and can probably be credited for enough people saying, “You should be blogging,”…… Continue reading Are you afraid of the date?