Dating · Life

Choose your choices

I admit: I have a few bad habits — and no, I’m not talking about my affinity for drinking and swearing. I quite like those habits, thankyouverymuch. I’ve been giving some thought lately to one such habit in particular, and the way it has bled into all different aspects of my life: I can be a bit indecisive. We…… Continue reading Choose your choices

Dating · Life

Pack your bags

I was hanging out on the stoop with Tindude™ on Monday night, drinking as usual. We’re in that early get-to-know-you stage where I still seem normal and sweet (he’s going to see this blog eventually, so it’s not like I can hide the scary shit forever), but time + wine + my penchant for talking toodamnmuch…… Continue reading Pack your bags

Dating · Life

Out of the frying pan

If the key to a man’s heart is through his stomach, I might be completely fucked. The Tindude™ has made a reappearance, and last night I taught him how to cook something. No, you have not fallen into an alternate dimension where I’m a kitchen goddess; it was just pan-fried tofu.  I’ve been making strides in…… Continue reading Out of the frying pan

Dating · Friends · Life

On the road

I dreamt I was driving the wrong way down a one-way street. In fact, it was a highway, but the cars in every damn lane were going in the direction I wasn’t. Real subtle, thanks brain.I’ve been feeling a bit odd lately. Maybe that’s not the right word. I’ve been feeling a lot of feelings lately. The anxiety has crept…… Continue reading On the road

Dating · Friends

Let’s get stoopid

Summer in Toronto means everyone (myself included) goes apeshit over patios. After a long, dreary winter, we want to get in as much outside time as possible (while still drinking). Being lazy and somewhat cheap, I prefer to buy a bottle of wine or three and settle down on my stoop. I’m not just talking…… Continue reading Let’s get stoopid