It would seem like the universal consensus on 2016 is that it was an awful year - filled with nothing but death and sadness. The thing is, when I was mulling over the past year, trying to think of what I would include in the recap of the last 12 months I realized that, contrary… Continue reading Farewell 2016
I remember vividly the day I realised that I had lost the ability to flirt. It was a few months ago, at a concert. We were waiting for the main act to come on; the sun had just gone down and the air was electric, the crowd eager to finally see the band they never… Continue reading Flirting Techniques (or Lack Thereof)
Blogging used to be a way to express yourself. A platform in which you could let the rest of the world know your thoughts and opinions. Now? Now people have blogs for two reasons: (1) get "famous"; and/or (2) get free stuff. Which brings me to the title of my post: when do I get… Continue reading When Does The Free Stuff Arrive?
The other day a meowing could be heard, coming from somewhere just outside our office. I flung open the window, determined to locate the cat and maybe stroke it and keep it under my desk. To my surprise I wasn't alone in this plan. Another co-worker had walked to the window, asking where the cat… Continue reading Cat Ladies
I've just finished up a project where, due to a tight deadline, we worked 7 days a week for 2 months. Through this experience I've realised that spending every single day with a group of people has a certain effect. The main effect I've felt is that I now really understand the TV show “survivor”. I… Continue reading Life is like an episode of Survivor
I decided to leave my job as a practicing attorney in order to find myself (note from my friend: you're right there. Found you). Now, when you tell people you've resigned, you get a lot of different reactions. For example: “But where will you get your coffee from now?” - coffee shop that I've probably… Continue reading Leaving
“There’s so much pressure on guys. They have to ask the girl out, make the first move... bitches be lazy.” The above is a direct quote from a friend I saw a while back as a response to me telling him about my uneasiness about someone, in that we had gone out a few times… Continue reading The First Move