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Ah, the Glasgow bus. There she is. You can have many, many adventures on the Glasgow bus. You can get on the wrong one and get completely lost, for example, or find yourself a new #1 fan. Sometimes it...
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My fears are kind of backwards. Like, this doesn’t scare me: Neither does this: Or this: But here are some things that do… LADYBUGS I won’t repeat my story. Go read it if you forget it. THE CYMBAL...
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Sometimes I get into what I like to call a War of Stubbornness, A.K.A. a War of Stupidity. There’s only one person in the war, and it’s me. Because I am a stubborn, stubborn stupid girl sometimes. Let...
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“I don’t know, I’m just not much of a dog person.” Words I do not understand. Like, how, HOW can you not be a dog person? Don’t go breakin’ my heart… It is no surprise that all of my BFFs have dogs. I...
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So this weekend I went on a bit of a whirlwind road trip to take a Zumba® training course in a nearby city. Luckily the roads had cleared up after a crazy snowstorm just a couple days ago, so it was...
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Okay, it was early summer in 2009 and I was with my BFF Louise at the theatre I worked at, preparing for a photo shoot for one of my upcoming Fringe productions. I had just finished putting A LOT of...
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And then my boss turned to me and said, “No, no, we did get separate cheques.” I looked at the receipt again, then back to him. “I’m sorry?” “That was my dinner. We all paid that amount.” I made an...
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SCENE 1: ANYWHERE Andrea walks into any sort of meeting or event or any place she may she someone she knows. FRIEND: Hey! ANDREA: How’s it going? FRIEND: I totally saw you walking down (whatever...
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All right guys, this is something I’m not really proud of, but you learn some of the best lessons in life from the mistakes you make, right? So let’s flash back to the third grade. Where was I in grade...
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I don’t remember ever really believing in the Easter Bunny. The same goes for Santa, the Tooth Fairy, and all those other characters kids are supposed to fall for. I’ve always been a weird kid, so I...
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I made up a boyfriend once. I was in grade seven. Here’s how it went down… Okay, in grades five and six, I had this best friend, let’s call her Edie. We were super tight, talk on the phone all the...
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Let me tell you something: these are all true. I’ve learned a lot about myself by sleeping with Oscar and Lucy. Here’s a sampling: Wake up! Wake up now! I could probably sleep on a single wooden plank...
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Trust me, the irony is not lost on me that the most epic party I went to while I was living in Glasgow was at my flat. (Because I am not cool.) I had just moved out of the nightmare flat and into my...
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I’m warning you right now that this whole post is going to sound made up. But let me tell you something: the truth really is stranger than fiction. Okay, Glasgow, 2010. It was a weekend and I had some...
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Sometimes, you just have a really shitty day/week/month, whatever. I am having that. So I decided that I would compile a list of some of the things that make me smile, both current and timeless, in an...
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I spent all winter* being as careful as possible around the ice because I’m paranoid of slipping and hurting myself. (And I’m pretty stellar at slipping.) I mean firstly, I don’t want to get hurt, and...
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It’s been kind of a weird week and my mind has been occupied by other things, so I’m not gonna lie, I haven’t been putting much time into thinking up brilliant blog topics. But last night, I was...
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A random fact about me: I hate the phrase “Bucket List.” I’ve never really thought about why it’s called a Bucket List, but now I’m assuming it’s because you’re supposed to complete everything on the...
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I have a morbid fascination with reading the things people have searched on Google and other search engines that have landed them here, on my blog. Mostly because they often leave me going, “WHO ARE...
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I was trying to blog about a bunch of different stuff for my post today, and everything kept coming out negative. And not like, normal negative. Like, why-does-it-sound-like-she-hates-the-world?...
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