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Productivity two days in a row? Madness!
I’ve been productive today and yesterday. Granted, a bit less today, probably because I slept for fifteen hours and could have gone back for more (read: I’m exhausted). But I have gotten a lot done. Yesterday I started the huge task of reorganizing all my books. You see, when I moved here, my mom unpacked…
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Attack of the Zombie Bugs
Don’t set fire to your apartment, even if it is infested with gross nasty disgusting bugs that are eating all your food and not paying rent.
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Practicing gratefulness, because life is AWESOME
This year, I’m not celebrating Thanksgiving the way I usually do — and that’s okay, because I have so much for which to be thankful. What are you thankful for?
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Living in a Horror Film
I cannot describe to you the panic I just had. It was heart-attack inducing. I couldn’t breathe. Black spots covered my vision. Ok, maybe I can describe it. I’d gone to make some of my favourite tea — Yogi brand Green Tea Echinacea Plus — because it’s good for getting rid of colds, and I’ve…
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The Linguistics of Relationships
In which my boyfriend is silly, and also I’m doing a photo-a-day challenge for October.
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The Saga Continues: Katje is still persona non laundra.
It’s the end of the month and yet again, I’m standing (well, sitting) here wondering what the hell just happened. I’ve spent maybe a week, tops, at my new place — I’ve spent so much time running around between Coquitlam, Nanaimo, and Powell River — not to mention Ogre’s house — that I really haven’t…
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I love where I live
This is the view of the sunrise from my balcony. With some creative help from Instagram. Let’s face it; the only way I can take really nice photos is with the help of Instahipster. I’m not ashamed of this. (Cue boyfriend saying “Damn hipsters, infecting my girlfriend!” in 3, 2, 1….)
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The Saga of the Move: Part 3, or “Return of the Clusterfuck”
(Read Part 1 and Part 2.) The apartment in Coquitlam needed to be ready for me to move into. This meant there needed to be space for my stuff, first of all, and that my grandparents’ stuff needed to be moved out. That is, we needed to move out what we could of my grandparents’…