You know how serious we are about our morning caffeine intake - me with my coffee and Ozzy with his tea. One serious impediment to enjoying our respective hot brews, however, is how quickly they go cold as we attend to our daily multitasking routines. As if in answer to our unspoken prayer, we came across some "mug warming" heating pads yesterday at Walmart that screamed HELL YEAH! At $9.96CDN a pop we thought wtf not? So after using our new 1.7L ...
I wrote this privately to Dani, and she asked me to share it. Remember what you said about fighting for the right for women to go topless, and then choosing not to go topless yourself? My *gosh* that seems like a perfect expression of my thoughts on sex work recently. To explain, I have to take a big step back. I have a sad, frustrating relationship with feminism. I've identified as a liberal ever since college, and ever since then I've tried, and failed, to "be ...
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I'm raw to the core and typically at home with myself. However, my non-conformity and unconventional (aka eccentric) behaviour tend to make the spiritually-bereft a little uneasy. I've lived a lifetime of breaking out of uniform little boxes designed to turn people into complacent societal zombies. I've watched as various professionals scrambled to affix labels (aka disorders) to my being, constructing further barriers against inclusion. ...
Ozzy went out fishing for the better part of yesterday, which meant I had some quiet time to myself to... oh I dunno... write, read, turn up the music and dance around the apartment like a mad woman... no wait, I already do that. But whatever cruel disciple of time I had watching over me yesterday, decided that it would be better for me to occupy myself otherwise. Instead, ...