The Burrito

When the going gets tough, the tough get going. Unless they’re this tough lady, when sometimes the tough decide to spend some time doing their best impression of a burrito. Wrapped up in a blanket mainlining herbal tea and the final season of How I Met Your Mother, with a friend sitting nearby telling me … Continue reading

Back To Reality

Long time no see! It’s been a little over a month since my last day of teaching in South Korea. In the intervening time, I spent over 30 hours on airplanes, over 60 hours in international transit, and almost three weeks on holiday in Malaysia before crash-landing in my parents’ guest room about two weeks … Continue reading

Doing Myself Justice

The Catalyst Not so terribly long ago, I met a man who thought he’d cornered the market on bitchiness. “Darling,” he said to me, though between his drawling accent and the copious amount of soju he’d consumed, it sounded more like “daaaaahling”. “Darling,” he said. “You’re the baby of this bunch and you look like … Continue reading

It May Not Have the Fat Content of Ben and Jerry’s…

But I’m basically doing the blog equivalent of sitting in my jammies eating a pint of ice cream in front of a never-ending marathon of chick flicks. Yep, I’m wallowing. The world around me is collapsing into a hurricane of uncertainty and unwashed dishes, so while I studiously ignore the piles of laundry that are … Continue reading

What About Breakfast at Tiffany’s?

I watched Breakfast at Tiffany’s recently. Finally. After years of telling myself I should watch it as a film student, getting told I should watch it, and putting it on various lists of movies I had every intention of seeing, but never made time for, I watched it. I wanted to love it. I wanted … Continue reading

Shooting Myself In The Foot: When Good Policy Complicates My Life

This may come as a shock to you, but I have principles. And opinions. Sometimes I’m pretty loud and/or venomous about expressing them. I’ve gotten into more than one shouting match, and tried to silence someone with my mind upon several occasions. On Sunday, though, I had a somewhat novel experience. I was rather inconvenienced … Continue reading

Impostor Syndrome: Silencing the Little Voice

There is a name for what I have. That feeling I get when I’m staring at a roomful of screaming kindergarteners or moody pre-teens and the voice in my head whispers, mutters, or screeches, depending on just how bad a day I’m having “What the hell do you think you’re doing? You’re not a teacher!” … Continue reading

The Blind Bow-Boy’s Buts: Being Single On V-Day

This year, I’m going to be single on Valentine’s Day. I can say that with as much certainty as I can say that the sun’s going to come up tomorrow morning, and the morning after that, which incidentally is the day in question. Wanna know a secret? This is only the second time since I … Continue reading

Manifestos are for Marxists!

I am remarkable. Not all of the remarks are good, but that’s the nature of things. I am many things, often seemingly contradictory things. My Dad is forever on a quest to find better wine than he wants to pay for, and I am forever on a quest to find out how many once-in-a-lifetime experiences … Continue reading