Gwen Styles In The City

I am Without a Heart, And The Space Has Been Broken

Actually it’s my toe that was broken! It happened in late November. Don’t ask me how I did it, though. I mean, well of course I stubbed my toe and that’s how it broke, but I am ashamed (actually not that ashamed …

A Promise To Myself

For a long time I thought I had my shit together. But it turns out I’m still carrying all sorts of baggage around, and I hadn’t yet taken the time to sort my shit out, if you’ll pardon my French. …

“Natural” Soda Pop? What the Zevia?!

Today I enjoyed an impromptu food court lunch with a good friend: intrepid gossip blogger and general internet shockster, SoJu. Okay well “enjoyed” might be misleading – actually it was the crappiest shawarma I’ve had in months. What’s up, Anoush? …

Just a Car Crash Away

Last night, I was minding my own business, just heading to Red Lobster for some crab legs with my gentleman friend. I was looking forward to the hot savoury biscuits and the mid-week alcoholic beverage I planned on ordering (don’t …

When I Come Up For Air…

I’ll leave the political proselytizing for another day, perhaps when I haven’t worked a fourteen-hour day and am looking forward to a full weekend of gettin’ the word out. That’s the problem with blogging and campaigning: you don’t have time for …

Another Sad Jack Layton Blog

A couple people have expressed surprise that it’s taken this long for me to write about the death of the man who, as far as I’m concerned, really WAS the greatest Canadian who was never prime minister (no offense, Tommy …

Bicycle Rage

Well, that’s it. I’ve succumbed to cyclist’s rage. But not as a result of actually, you know, riding my bicycle. No, my friends, my ire is roused today by some loutish miscreant who lives in my building and who’s been …

Adventures in Breakfast

I hope entries written with my iPhone app don’t suck. You’ll have to let me know I guess. So hi! I’m on holidays this week. This morning, I rolled out of bed after nine o’clock, made myself a cup of …

Jealousy: I Has It!

Well, sort of. When I set out to write this post, I didn’t know whether to use the term jealousy or envy. I looked up the definitions of both, and found that neither really applied: jeal·ousy Noun. Feeling of resentment …

Randomandomalities

After a tumultuous half year of helplessness, anger, heartbreak, tentative hope, healing and finally, strength and newfound happiness, the desire to write is slowly returning to me. However, I’m still feeling a bit disjointed (and my heart’s all aflutter, but …