I feel terrible!

My day was ruined a little bit this morning when my friend came back after leaving my house to tell me his car window had been smashed and his iPhone was stolen :(.

I feel guilty because it was at my residence and everything, that normal human response when you feel bad because someone else had their day (and probably a few more days) ruined because they came to see you… although I was utterly shocked that that would happen in my back yard…

I feel as if it’s a different brand  of criminal entirely that’s willing to smash into a car to steal stuff… different than some idiot kid who finds the door unlocked and helps himself.

And I’m a little worried now because a) I keep my car right there too and b) I am a single female living alone ten steps from where it happened. So now I’ll be setting the alarm system, because I will be having nightmares about people smashing my front door or windows in if I don’t.

Stupid asshole. Just bring his phone back! Bah. This world we live in, I tell ya.

Eff.

Who very likely has a case of the ol’ H1N1 two days before her GRE subject test (Psychology)?

Right.  This girl.

FML!

This is how my cat sleeps. With his tongue out. Because he has a big nose and a parrot face and it gets a giggle out of me every time.

This is how my cat sleeps. With his tongue out. Because he has a big nose and a parrot face and it gets a giggle out of me every time.

So this happened.

Despite my declaration that I hate Halloween- my friend begged because she LOVES it and so I went.  Dressed as Poison Ivy with a borrowed costume from last year and a fresh red wig.

Oh, and copious amounts of booze.

hey shadeofgrey

aatomisedd:

you live in halifx :o me too!

We will have to organize a Halifax Tumblr meetup one day!

alright guys. were having a lesson on canada. because you all expect me to know all the states, but you dont know my provinces.

brokensocial:

aatomisedd:

The capitol of Canada is Ottawa, Ontario. NOT TORONTO.

This is Ottawa.

Now… Lets start at the west coast.

British Columbia Victoria

yes. the capitol of BC is an island. and I miss the mountains so so much.

Alberta Edmonton

i have never been to edmonton so dont ask me about it. well i was in the airport once… but that doesnt count.

Saskatchewan Regina

Regina is a cool city. Its small, really ghetto in some places. AND HOLY FUCK ITS SO FLAT. I didnt know what happened when i got there haha its like surrounded by farms. and no civilization.

Manitoba Winnipeg

ok people i am IN LOVE with this city. it is QUITE amazing. I was there during the flood thou. see the bridge? the water was touching the bottom of it when i was there. ANyways fun fact, the population of winnipeg is larger than the population of the rest of the province. hahaha no one lives in manitoba.

Ontario Toronto

Its the America of Canada. What else can I say.

Québec La Ville de Québec

MONTREAL IS NOT QUEBECS CAPITOL. ok people? Quebec City is Quebecs capitol. I know, its anonying that the province and the capitol are the same. i know. But i do love this place with all my heart. THIS IS THE FRENCH PART OF CANADA.

New Brunswick Fredricton

to be honest im not a big new brunswick fan. they are the only bbilingual province, and they rub it in my provinces face. and Fredricton is so small and boring. NEXT.

Prince Edward Island Charlottetown

Not gonna lie i couldnt find a picture of the skyline because well THERE IS NONE. PEI is an island the size of my ass cheek. i dont know why its its own province. makes no sense to me haha. heres a lighthouse.

Newfoundland and Labrador St. Johns

you can hate on newfys all you want. but at the end of the day you will never have more fun anywhere else in the world. these people can PARTYYY. love it.

Nova Scotia Halifax

I saved the best for last. this is where i live. we like our beer, our lobster, and everyone thinks were all fishermen. Yep. I love being an east coaster.

I HOPE THIS WAS EDUCATIONAL.

Booyah. Halifax is where it is at.

buuut…Winnipeg is a shithole. Worst place on earth.

Halifax really is the best. I love it here! So sad if I have to leave next year to go to St. John’s or anywhere else, really.

MMM Sushi

I had some of the most delicious Sushi last night that I have ever tried.  I can say that the reputation the Hamachi House on Morris Street has earned (rave reviews) is warranted in the Sushi department.

I am still clumsy as hell with the chopsticks though.  Made me miss the person who first tried to teach me just a little bit, although he’d be pretty appalled at how terrible I am all this time later.

Oh man, need to go back soon! Should have taken pictures so I could have been all Tumblr cool.

Too much cheese?!

I finally saw the episode of Sunny that everyone has been reblogging and chattering about.

APPARENTLY: ANY amount of cheese before a date is too much cheese?

Is THIS why I’m single? Because I enjoy cheese too much?!

Damnit. I think I’d rather have dairy then men.

I may also be a little drunk.

I have a confession

Today I spent hours doing a very thorough cleaning of my whole apartment because my horoscope on two different websites told me to for the past two days. It was a great idea.

My life is weird

Got an email from an ex-boyfriend today, which was totally just out of the blue.

I mean, I haven’t spoken to this guy in years really… we grew up in the same area in Ontario, he was my prom date, and he ended up eventually moving here to Halifax a year or two after I did because his new girlfriend lived here…

New girlfriend has never been terribly fond of me which I assume accounted for the majority of losing touch, although she tends to play “polite smile big hug “heeeeyyy”” when she sees me, dead giveaway.

Whatever, anyway, he emails me today to say he found a picture of us at my prom, after going through his drawer (a sentence which creeps things up a notch in my opinion). 
Just a pleasant “hey how ya doin” email it seemed, but it got a little weird for me when I suddenly remembered he existed and went to check out how things were going for him on Facebook… to see that he deleted me?

What? Boys are weird. I don’t really understand the logic of deleting someone you’ve been friends with for like 9 years, went to prom with, and had some good times with, from Facebook. Especially since it’s not like I’m writing on his wall or leaving him messages besides the obligatory “Happy Birthday” posts that are making the girlfriend jealous or anything? I kind of thought the essential purpose of Facebook was for keeping in touch with people like that, because your BEST FRIENDS don’t need to have you on Facebook because there are telephones and *gasp* in real life meetings for those people!

I’m not exactly bothered that he did that (not sure when he did, but it would have been in a really random time frame where we didn’t have any awkward contact or anything). I just don’t really GET it, why that would be necessary, especially if one picture of us sparks you wanting to send me emails asking about my life.  Again, that was the essential purpose of Facebook! And I have way cooler pictures on there anyway.

I don’t think I understand other humans.

"Sometimes you have to test someone. Not because you don’t trust them but to see how much they’ll sacrifice for you. And sometimes you have to let them go; not because you suddenly stopped loving them; but to see if they love you enough to come back."

(via followandreblog) (via monoph0nic) (via pineappleupsidedown)

NO. I had to check the reblogs on this and nobody gets it… don’t do this to people.  Please don’t do this to people.  I’ve been here, and sometimes somebody great won’t ever come back because they don’t need someone that will risk losing them.  Don’t ever gamble with someone you can’t live without.

bigwheat:

I love boxers…

Automatic reblog for Boxers, but especially because mine sits on our other dog (and cat, and any person) like this.
They have no sense of personal space, or their own size.

bigwheat:

I love boxers…

Automatic reblog for Boxers, but especially because mine sits on our other dog (and cat, and any person) like this.

They have no sense of personal space, or their own size.

"I'm fairly certain I am legally required to start knitting"

mattgorman:

shadeofgrey:

Again… “I’m fairly certain I am legally required to start knitting”


These are the thoughts that enter my head and then exit my face, while I sit on my couch in my tiny green apartment I live in alone, in my granny pjs and slippers, talking to my cat Brandon, silently cursing the fact that I don’t understand my thermostat and holy fuck it’s freezing in here won’t somebody please buy me a snuggie?

And yet… 137 of you decided it would be a good idea to follow my life, and thoughts on the internet.  Haha, joke is seriously on you guys.

I guess you probably thought I’d have all crazy slutty makeout stories, but dear followers, I am really THIS girl. Sorry.

Back to not posting for a month because nothing legitimately interesting will happen to me!

Love, xo.

I’m pretty sure you knitting a homemade Snuggie would qualify as interesting…

Ok I never do the whole reblog conversation thing but this one deserved it. New life goal? Fuck yes. Gorman you have no idea how much purpose you just gave me.

Sniff… I think you saved my life. Or ruined it. Either way.

"I'm fairly certain I am legally required to start knitting"

Again… “I’m fairly certain I am legally required to start knitting”


These are the thoughts that enter my head and then exit my face, while I sit on my couch in my tiny green apartment I live in alone, in my granny pjs and slippers, talking to my cat Brandon, silently cursing the fact that I don’t understand my thermostat and holy fuck it’s freezing in here won’t somebody please buy me a snuggie?

And yet… 137 of you decided it would be a good idea to follow my life, and thoughts on the internet.  Haha, joke is seriously on you guys.

I guess you probably thought I’d have all crazy slutty makeout stories, but dear followers, I am really THIS girl. Sorry.

Back to not posting for a month because nothing legitimately interesting will happen to me!

Love, xo.

While I'm sharing

While I’m disclosing my ridiculousness to my followers and the internets in general (sorry Mom), I might as well reveal the full shame of my night. Any redheads might want to stop reading now- I love you but this post is NSFRH.

Anyways- how bad is this… While I was making out with big readheaded doctor, who was hilarious and cute in that “I’m 6’3 and I work out a lot because look at me I have to I’m a fucking Ginger” sort of way…I came to the rapid realization that while I have a legitimate shot at a relationship with this dude who is completely fawning over me and has been all night, and counting his lucky stars, basically shaking in his boots, that I got all slutty and called him back…(he has already called and texted me this morning… “le sigh” as Jaime would put it).

I thought to myself with my alcohol soaked neurons… “Jesus Christ this can never go anywhere, I am half Scottish and there is a pretty fucking huge chance that I would have Ginger babies here if we ever got married and decided to you know, procreate.”

*Panic ensues, I send him home*

Look- I like redheads. I have had several as friends throughout my life…but… I think I would like to limit the genetic chance that one develops in my uterus. I think that I just want to give my future possible children if (I ever decide to have any) the best possible chance at being cool. With half of my genes at all they’re gonna need all the help they can get because I’ll face it I’m a pretty huge fucking loser who talks to my cat more than I talk to most people.

THIS IS WHY I AM SINGLE.  Because I am crazy… because I actually have thoughts like these, and then I actually think it’s ok to share them on my BLOG. FUCK!

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