December 2010
31 posts
This is pretty much going to be me later tonight.
whatevabro:
11:50 PM
Oh my gosh, 2010 is almost over you guys..
11:55 PM
You guys I’m so excited.
11:58 PM
Omg, you guys I don’t think you understand, it’s gunna be an entirely new year.
11:59 PM
Hey look, everyone is already outside yelling.
12:00 AM
Wow omg yay Happy New Year everyone..
12:15 AM
Oh it’s 2011 now, right?
12:30
Yeah, goodnight.
Still sitting here waiting....
You know what’s sadder than being stood up by a man? (never happened I hasten to add!)
Being stood up by a group of middle aged parents. You know damn well they have nowhere better to be….
New Year's Eve.
Confession: I hate New Year’s Eve.
The only way I’m truly happy is spending it in bed, feeling sorry for myself, writing bad poetry and crying into a t shirt because I can’t find the tissues.
This year I’m breaking with tradition and going to the neighbour’s party.
So I’ll be feeling the same sense of massive disappointment and ennui but in public with...
I need to follow more Americans/Canadians. So if...
I live in Canada, does that count?
Galiano.
Last stop before home. Thanks to anyone who managed to stick with the ramblings….
Last minute mail check (thanks dlink, whoever you are) on the deck of the Mayne Queen before I head off into the wilderness that is my home without my phone to tether me to the real world.
Merry Christmas to all you lovely tumblr folks!
Made it as far as Swartz Bay..
Whoopdee doo. There is a man sitting three tables away who has his guitar out and is singing about “the girl who ripped my heart in four” which he has then excellently rhymed with something, something, something “door”. Only he isn’t singing door. He’s singing “doooooooooooooooo, oooooooooooooooorrrrrrr”.
I changed into my “party shirt”...
My sister saw my Tumblr.
Sister: Is that Facebook?
Me: Yeah.
Sister: Why haven't I've seen it before?
Me: Its limited edition.
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It's strange to be 36 years old and.....
….gearing up for a night of deliberate drunkenness.
It made sense when I was 15 because I didn’t know what the next day would feel like.
It made sense when I was 20 because I knew what the next day would feel like but I didn’t care.
It made sense when I was 24 because I knew what the next day would feel like but I wanted to forget the night before.
Then parenthood….....
Can't help thinking...
That if I was any kind of superhero worth her salt I could have just jumped out when the ferry sailed past my island but a dude did that a few years ago and ended up in hospital (got sucked under by the propeller. D’oh!) and with a lifetime ban from BC Ferries.
Zipline maybe?
Here's a bad idea...
Listen to Damien Rice’s entire back catalogue on shuffle. You get Silent Night three times and Woman like a Man once. Wrong.
Plus it makes me want to tweet lyrics which annoys everyone.
Right?
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Things I would be texting instead if I had my...
This is how Christmas feels when you’re on your own for most of the day. Assume the brace position.
Ferry Terminal - Mainland BC
There is an awkward looking young man sitting opposite me in a badly fitting three piece suit. In North America a three piece suit on a young man means one of two things. He is either a Jehovah’s Witness or mentally retarded. As willingly being a...
Sleep would be useful.
