Good heavens, is it Wednesday only? And I still have to think of something entertaining to write for three more days? It’s going to be a long week… The good news is that tomorrow I’m opening one of my journals … Continue reading
By now it should be generally understood that I am not legally permitted to work in Canada. Friday night (rather, Saturday morning at 3:30 or so), I was at the movie theatre not working, like usual. As Poor Kyle was … Continue reading
I was born and raised in a big city. Though Mesa is certainly no NYC [Scottsdale comes close], there are people galore, immigrants of all ethnicities, and a multitude of shopping malls. With the dense population (approximately 460,155 [that’s not … Continue reading
It was ninth grade (grade nine, Canadians). I was a member of the volleyball team at my local junior high school in Mesa, Arizona. As freshmen at junior high, we were at the top of the social ladder, though I … Continue reading
I live in Canada; I live in snow. After a decent snowfall, when people leave their driveways to head off to work, the roads which have not yet been plowed get packed in with snow. This causes slick driving conditions; … Continue reading
It’s always green somewhere in the world–only never where I am. I have lived my life holding strong to the mantra “the grass is always greener on the other side of the hill.” I don’t mean to do this; I … Continue reading
Winter is upon us. I’m reminded of all the snow we got last year. One day in December, I decided to brave the frozen white and do my civic duty, but I was no good at shoveling. I may never … Continue reading