I wasn’t going to write this blog. I had it half-written about a week ago and I decided to hold off, in case certain readers had certain reactions. But a funny thing happened: I took my emotions out on my hair (as I’ve been known to do in the past) and went blonde. It turns out Blonde…… Continue reading Break a leg
While some people spent their long weekend huddling together for warmth in sleeping bags (which gives me serious May 2-4 flashbacks to high school: watching my friend puke out the fire or crying after my boyfriend puked all over our tent/me), I chose to escape my life the city by running away to the suburbs for a while. I’ve written about my time…… Continue reading Cottage country
I’ve turned into a bit of a downtown snob. I’ve always had a bit of a disdain for the suburbs (I can recall one trip to Guelph by way of Mississauga, speaking very loudly on the phone with my mother and telling her if I ever moved to the suburbs, she has permission to shoot…… Continue reading Change of scenery
