I’m going to start screaming now. 17 months without a full-time job. No EI, looking at OW. Which won’t pay the rent, let alone anything else. Way too much cost in prescriptions per month. Bankruptcy fees. The weight is crushing me.

You know, I really don’t get it. Have the rules changed so much in the past 12 months? Is there a cheat sheet I can access when it comes to having a conversation? Here’s the deal. I started a conversation last night with someone on OKCupid. Now, unless you’ve lived under a rock or are…

It was a story construct in Doctor Who, the idea that a ‘quantum-locked’ statue of a Weeping Angel could, if you blinked while looking at it, send you back in time to live out your years. I mention this because, there are days I feel like I was born too late in this world and…

This is me.

I think it’s time we had another talk. It’s been 16 months since I lost my job. Since then I’ve had to downsize considerably in many aspects of my life. A humbling experience. But even at what I considered my lowest, I didn’t quit. I went to the hospital and got help. Well, I need…

There’s something about this time of year that doesn’t agree with me. The days are shorter; my temper is quick. The sun is sparse; I feel grey. But how much is it of my own doing? I recognize the pattern. I tend to suffer some kind of burnout in winter. I thought it was due…

I really don’t have anything tonight. Enjoyed a chance meeting with a friend on the SRT on the way to meet my brother at the Lawrence East station, as well as hanging out with my family over at Wayne’s in Oshawa. My family is so passionate over football, you have to wonder sometimes how I’m…

I woke up (the first time) around 7am, and struggled to sleep until the alarm went off. Every little noise jostled me. Dreams were horrid. 2 hours later and I’m hating the idea of being conscious. Hopefully a visit with family will lighten my mood.

If I were to lose one sense, by choice, if it made my life 50,000 times better in all aspects? I’d choose sound. I’ve always been a visual person, and while I would miss the shit out of music, I could still deal. But taste. That would hurt. And for a couple of hours, I…

What I’ve been noticing, or at least finally catching up on, is how counter-intuitive I’ve been for the past year or so. Actions and decisions that came naturally to me are second-guessed, analyzed to the point of a Woody Allen monologue (without the wry humor) and dismissed. Used to be, I’d instinctively know the course…