Ipseity

Last week a friend sent me a picture of us from 10 years ago, it came up as a reminder on her facebook. Having shut down my own personal facebook long ago I do not have as many pictures of that time, nor do I receive random reminders of memory lane. Unless I go through... Continue Reading →

Leaving on a Jet Plane

Since Cillian has been born we have spent almost every moment together, until the dreaded-not-so-bad-going-back-to-work thing that happened. My partner and I, partially due to circumstance and partially due to choice haven't taken a lot of moments for us, I mean beyond the obvious one - the hour and half after you finally get Mr.... Continue Reading →

Will You Be My Friend?

As I mentioned in an earlier post, I wasn't exactly Casanova when it came to dating, well apparently that awkward, not picking up on cues and overall ignorance to the process, is also my style when it comes to making friends - something I didn't realize I was in want of. In my Calgary life... Continue Reading →

Oregon Trail

Sorry I haven't written in a while, the last few weeks I have been on my own personal version of Oregon Trail - you know the computer game where nine of your 10 children die of dysentery and the last few of you remaining drown after you finally reach the damn river you have to... Continue Reading →

4770.1 KMs

You know when you break up with someone for the first little while all you think about is how amazing they were, all these wonderful qualities pop into your head - half of them I am sure are something you made up to romanticize the relationship and other half while accurate, when you were in... Continue Reading →

Framily

Family, people related to each other usually by blood but not necessary. They are people that have helped shape you into the awkward, opinionated, light hearted (a paradox) "adult". They love you no matter how often you bicker over directions, attitude, or ocean vs. mountains. For the majority of your life they have been the... Continue Reading →

Mo Ghrá

In the honour of the month of love I thought it would be a fitting time to talk about my relationship. Like love stories from years gone by, ours started out at a hipster bar. Two awkward humans - one with adult braces (me), who had experienced enough tragic love in the form of online... Continue Reading →

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