About How I Really Want To Make This Dystopian Reality Just Another Cheesy Sci-Fi Fantasy Again

So I broke down and subscribed to Netflix again, after I guess a couple of years. I just got bored with all the glitzy ditzy Hollywood plotlines. Not to say that was all they offer, and I remember I did enjoy it, at first. But it wained, as the content that interests me is often thin on the ground on mainstream ‘TV’. Though, certainly mom, … Continue reading About How I Really Want To Make This Dystopian Reality Just Another Cheesy Sci-Fi Fantasy Again

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letters

The Return to Innocence, Poopy Cramps, And Other Stuff

Originally my plan had been to have her fixed this fall with my bonus money. Well, no job, no bonus money, no fix. So, off into that growing pile, like all the rest of it, like my no good rotten horrible teeth. No idea how this will all work this year mom, my teeth, her, and all. So lil Ms Pika-lou-lou started her first heat … Continue reading The Return to Innocence, Poopy Cramps, And Other Stuff

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Hell Hath No Fury Like A Karen Told To Wear A Freakin’ Mask

Questioning our sanity, on days that end in Y, has become a habit many I guess now engage in, testing the waters, reading the news, trends on Twitter, and shake our head and sigh. I escape, go to my sanctuary, my shelter from the plague outside my door, of the virus kind, and the hatred and stressed out about to snap at any minute kind. … Continue reading Hell Hath No Fury Like A Karen Told To Wear A Freakin’ Mask

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Whilst Waiting For T-Stain And The Sycophants And Their Evil Plot To Destroy Me

Lately I’ve found myself just scrolling, scrolling, scrolling, reading, processing, ignoring, walking, eating, drinking tea, smoking my cylinders of sin on the stoop in the garden, not having one single clue, what to do, either next, or never, or while I wait, or if I should wait, or what to woo. What to do? Teeth on hold, life on hold, everything uncertain, and my mind … Continue reading Whilst Waiting For T-Stain And The Sycophants And Their Evil Plot To Destroy Me

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letters

A Descendant Of Slaveholders Speaks Her Truth

Bigotry, xenophobia, racism, prejudices that maintain our ingrained subjugation of some, for the maintenance of white privilege. I can not very well stand in judgment, as I am well aware of the quiet systemic racism, alive and viciously defended even here in my O’Canada, as my twitter feed of late has clarified. From a certain angle, I see bigotry woven like threads through the fabric … Continue reading A Descendant Of Slaveholders Speaks Her Truth

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And So I Write To You, Because He Called For His Mom As He Begged For His Life

I’m not sure if I’ll ever be able to properly articulate the scope of the emotions I’ve felt the last couple weeks. Of anger so visceral I have clenched my horrific teeth so much I may just lose them all by the time the Dentistry Department actually calls back with my appointment. And, I have cried tears, some from rage, watching heartbreaking scenes of cruelty. … Continue reading And So I Write To You, Because He Called For His Mom As He Begged For His Life

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letters

Looks Like The 2020s Are Gonna Make The 60s Look Like The 50s

Hey mom, up again at this ungodly hour, second day in a row. I don’t know, 2AM rolls around and for some unknown reason my body wakes me up, and I stumble to the kitchen to check the time, after a pee, with wee Pika streaming along behind, tripping over her as I turn back to decide… do I wake or do I try? Well, … Continue reading Looks Like The 2020s Are Gonna Make The 60s Look Like The 50s

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Dogs, letters

Nurturing Good Doggy Manners With A Taoist Flow

Well, so, it was hot and humid, and Pika and I spent most of the day outdoors. I was thirsty, so figured she was too, and went in earlier and filled up a water dish for her, and glass of water for myself. Set out the dish in a shady spot. As the sun moved along my in between garden path, I refilled from the … Continue reading Nurturing Good Doggy Manners With A Taoist Flow

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Dogs, letters

The Wee Wanker Learns To Bark, UGH, At Everything

You know, one thing lil Pika and I will probably never agree on… is the perfect temperature. As she sits next to me here in my chair shivering away, and so I put her blankie on her, and still her wee body trembles. I have learned since she came into my life, that Chihuahuas shiver when they’re cold, when they’re anxious, when they’re excited, when … Continue reading The Wee Wanker Learns To Bark, UGH, At Everything

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Dogs, letters

The Joyful Abandon Of Puppies On Grass

Think I just discovered a new favourite place. I have biked through on the main path, and a few years ago Irish and I explored by the river, and poked around. But I guess I just had forgotten how beautiful this little back woods spot was. It’s a good park for physical distancing. Beside the asphalt path there are wide swaths of longish grass, and … Continue reading The Joyful Abandon Of Puppies On Grass

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Dogs, Family, letters

Can We Just Make Dystopian Hellscapes Fiction Again?

Dentistry Department at the University finally called, and my appointment was cancelled, as expected, they are still closed, non-essential. It was just for the consultation, but it was a step forward. Finally, I think it has all fallen into place, and 2020 walks in, says… not so fast… you’re on a time out for some indefinite period and left with your crappy teeth. Oh, good … Continue reading Can We Just Make Dystopian Hellscapes Fiction Again?

paulaB2020-05-152020-12-16Leave a comment

vignettes

Of The Hero And 3’s

Sitting here tonight drinking cold coffee from this morning with honey & lime in a tall glass with ice, just realized that like Jupiter’s two heads, I have two phone numbers, the old and the new. I am inclined to keep it, the new, decided actually. For the three people in the world that call/text me on any regular basis, it is worth it to … Continue reading Of The Hero And 3’s

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