Occasional musings from a Left-coast Canadian ExPat in Oxford.
Vancouver is a small, small city. I went out on a date with another someone from Lavalife this past weekend, and it turns out he’s a recent ex of a local blogger I “know.” Not that we know eachother offline at all, but we’ve been reading, and occasionally commenting on eachother’s blogs for the better … Continue reading One Degree
Have you ever had a moment where you think perhaps someone was born without that special filter? The one that stops them from saying everything they’re thinking OUT LOUD? Well I had a date with Mr. Filter-Challenged not too long ago. Our brief conversations up until that fateful night had a bit of sexual innuendo … Continue reading RHS #11 – Inside voice and Outside Voice
Although I haven’t had much time to date lately, I still continue to torture myself by connecting with people from lavalife. I’ve been exchanging emails with one gentleman who seems like he’d at least be interesting company. After a week and about 6 messages back and forth, I finally suggested in my most recent correspondance … Continue reading Don’t Talk to Strangers
When oh when will I learn. Never date someone who has read your blog – unless they are a blogger themselves and understand the medium. And even then beware. BUT ESPECIALLY NEVER DATE SOMEONE WHO’S READ YOUR BLOG WHO DOESN’T UNDERSTAND THE MEDIUM. I met someone a little while back, and we casually chatted for … Continue reading Ridiculously High Standard #10 – I am not the sum of my blog posts
Remember a while back, when I talked about my physical type? And that part where I said all of those were negotiable, and don’t really matter? I think I lied. Because as much as I may get along with guys of all shapes, sizes and colours, a pair of big chocolate coloured eyes, on a … Continue reading Full of Shit
The major reason for the spontaneous combustion of the not-quite-relationship I just got out of, was the gross misrepresentation on the part of the guy (let’s call him Mike, cuz that’s his name, and I told you that already) about exactly who he is and what he’s about. Let’s just say that when we discussed … Continue reading Ridiculously High Standard #9: Don’t Prented to Be Something You’re Not
After last night’s Foo Fighters concert, new guy and I met up for a quick minute with a good friend of his (we had been holding their stuff as we were in the stands and they were on the standing only floor). It was like a page out of the soap-opera bar-star days all over again. Very odd. Very disconcerting. (More after the jump if your feed isn’t indicating that.)
Continue reading “Ridiculously High Standard #8: Please don’t have crazy friends!”