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August 2015


Loneliness, Zombies, and Selfies

August 27, 2015

It started following me during the gangly, awkward years of adolescent loneliness, when I was growing up in small-town Southwestern Ontario. It continued to follow me for many years into adulthood, even after I’d moved to the city.

No, it wasn’t a strange smell floating behind me, or an errant square of toilet paper stuck to my shoe. It was a dream. Continue Reading


Fitspiration: 10 Ways the Gym Surprised Me

August 20, 2015

Maintaining fitness in your lifestyle is an ongoing effort. Finding new approaches, mindsets, and inspirations are integral to keeping up you inspired to put in the effort. Fitspiration is a wonderful little surprise you come across that help re-energize your motivation, rethink your approach, or re-remember why you do what you do. Continue Reading


Opposites Attract? Maybe Paula Abdul Was onto Something

August 14, 2015
Opposites Attract

If loves songs from the 80s and 90s taught me anything about being in L-O-V-E, it’s that the possibility of a relationship actually working is nigh impossible. We are all so different that relationships are doomed from the beginning to dissolve into intensely emotional, angst-ridden tidal waves of push, pull and failure. So what gives, Paula Abdul? Do you really believe that opposites attract? Continue Reading


Introverts Unite! Ode to One of My Fave Introverts

August 6, 2015
Introverts Unite

Introverts unite! This is a little poem I wrote many years ago in creative writing school. It is written as an ode to a character in The Breakfast Club, Alison Reynolds, played by Ally Sheedy. The assignment for the poem was to write an abecedarian, which I had never heard of before. I won’t tell you what an abecedarian is; instead, I’ll leave it up to you to figure out as you’re reading the poem. 🙂

Gimme an “A”

Gimme an “A” for Ally Sheedy, your
Breakfast Club dandruff and an
Existential Flaw remain here, with me. I preferred your lack of
Gregariousness to the
Heaped makeup of that pinked girl: the
Influential force of female perfection. But,
Juxtapositions aside, did the
Kiss complete or did it confuse what you
Lose in become more
Never forget me, or “don’t you” to be precise, and speaking of
Obsolescence, what happened to the Brat Pack‘s
Promise of a Quirky, Raucous Success
Turned as-
                      Under? Oh,
Venerable Ally,
Where art thou now, except in my
Xanaxed Xanadu – it is there
You will remain, pre-
                                           Zerved in cellophane.