How to Have a Shitty Day

Get up at 7:44am on a Saturday morning. Go to the market and have a shitty coffee that tastes so bad you can’t even finish it. Get pressured by some Luigi-looking guy with purposely-curled moustache to eat sausage when you already had a danish and cereal, and you really don’t like eating disgusting meat early in the morning because it sets your stomach off, not to mention you already had that awful coffee. Get made fun of by the Luigi-looking guy who pressures you to … Continue reading

"Is there such a thing as CANADA?!"

What an amazing trip we had. There are so many great things about our trip to Hungary that I will in all likelihood go into at some point, but naturally, there’s something I need to get off my chest. This experience comes to you from our connecting flight in Rome. Italy, as it happens, was such a beautiful country as we flew in. The airport in Rome, however, needs to be seriously reworked. It is singlehandedly the worst airport known to man. At the very … Continue reading


Just clicking through my bookmarks at random, you know, since I have time to do that now, and I found this: Mark Twain’s Top 9 Tips for Living a Kick-Ass Life. Pretty uplifting! And, you know, I hate to kick you down when you’re up by getting all serious, but there are some powerful photos here. Don’t click if you can’t stand to look at starving, broken-down souls. There’s a whole other world out there that you and I are nowhere near familiar with. What … Continue reading

The Smell & the Wolverine

Nik says: SPEAKING of smell sweet jesus that guy at X-Men Wolverine tonight? fuck my life! this guy looked like he was straight out of a Dungeons and Dragons matchdan says: Who would think a comic book guy would have B.O.?!Nik says: HAD A GIRLFRIEND, so there’s officially now hope for EVERYBODY and every time a laugh was had, a foul odour of sweaty feet, b.o., and general filth would waft its awful way in our direction it got to the point where we bought … Continue reading

Something has to give.

Between the middle-aged probable molesters, and the crotchety old jackoffs wearing hats with green bows expecting me to remove the GST/PST for them because they want to buy ‘confectionaries’, I need a new job. Love my coworkers, hate the type of people I’m dealing with. The quality is just not there. Who’d have thought. I have a few applications out. Something must come through. Feeling sick to my stomach. Hopefully it’s just dehydration, but it’s probably nerves. Gross people make me anxious. Must. Escape. Gross … Continue reading

And another thing.

Pretentiousness level: High Tonight at work, a woman with two young children approached the cash desk. Her son held a pack of gum in his hand. She noticed it, jerked it out of his hands, looked at the package, and loudly proclaimed, “Oh, NO! No no. It has sorbitol in it. You’re not getting that.” “Why not?” the child asked innocently. “Because sorbitol is bad for you.” And then, she instead bought 12 packs of Smarties, a bag of Gummy Worms, and a pack of … Continue reading

Angry, angry, angry. Hot chocolate isn’t helping. Nothing truly bad even happened. This is all a product of the last week of the month. Oh, and that must mean tomorrow is Seniors Day. Why not! Come one, come all. Jesse taught me how to do HDR shots yesterday. Then I taught my Nana. It’s not fair that whenever I try to read, I fall asleep. Something must be seriously wrong with my health (for the past 12 years). Share the post “” FacebookTwitterGoogle+PinterestStumbleUponE-mail Continue reading