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

Game of Millimetres

A few months back (or maybe years, I don’t really watch much TV), a sports network that my parents watched (you guessed it, curling) on ran a commercial. Over the shot of a curler delivering a stone, there was a voice: “They say football is a game of inches.” As the rock (12 inches wide) … Continue reading

The More Things Stay The Same…

“Okay, those stares, I noticed.” I mentioned to my friend as we walked past a handful of gawking teenaged boys. I’ve been in Malaysia for a few days now, and I’ve gotten stared at a lot. Like many assumed inconveniences, this bothers the friend I’m staying with far more than it bothers me. Dude, I … Continue reading

Black Pearls

I’ve just realized that, kicking and screaming, I’ve managed to slip into adulthood. Really, I’m not quite sure how it happened. It started with getting my driver’s license and moving to a different city for university, and suddenly there I was ending international contracts and booking transpacific flights and packing my entire life into two … 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

Balancing Game

So, things are changing around me. Once again, certain parts of my life have turned into a soap opera, with marriage proposals (don’t worry, folks, they’re nowhere near me, things aren’t going that wacky) ghostly sounds in my apartment at all hours of day and night, and the requisite goofy faces any time anyone walks … Continue reading

Baptism By Hot Water: Another Failed Conversion

  There are a lot of places where I don’t want to undergo a religious conversion. Actually, scratch that, I can’t think of a place where I’d want to undergo a religious conversion. Even if I could, I’m pretty sure a public bathhouse would be a long way off that list. And yet there seems … Continue reading

With a Capital F, Part 2

This is part 2 of a longer post. You can read part 1 here. For the last few weeks, I’ve been watching the facebook posts of my colleagues from my previous teaching experience going back. Some of them are ones I knew, some I never actually met, or met briefly in passing. They’re going back, … Continue reading

With a Capital F

I’m failing at this. I’d like to say I’m failing bravely, dangerously, or at least loudly. That I’m going down with one hell of a fight. That I’m giving it everything I’ve got, and it’s just not pulling through. That I’m having a good failure. I’d like to say that, but I do try to … Continue reading