My girlfriends and I went to a psychic on Sunday.
So...of course next year is going to be better. It can always be better, but better than deaths and heartache? I'll pay double just to hear that again.
It's almost like a drug…ummm more like a placebo. We believe what they say We believe so much that we know what they say will come true.
Self-fulfilling prophecy?
Fortune-telling?
I was told I need to quit my job. I've never had anyone tell me something so concrete and urgent before. Nothing will happen until I quit, allowing myself to focus on what I want to do. He said 2 months tops and I'll have what I want. Provided I quit. How much weight can I really put on the words of a stranger? Is my need for a safety net negative energy, doubt? or is it smart practical living?
Instead of cards or the palm.
I wish I had a DeLorean.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Yup!
I did it.
I bought a condo…or simply the promise of one. It doesn't exist yet, which is a little inconvenient but there are certainly benefits. The main one…I have time to sort out my employment situation. And an exciting plus is that I am able to choose all of my finishings. Floors. Cupboards. and Countertops. Oh my!
I struggled with the decision beyond the far-off closing date. I feared being on the wrong side of gentrification. My new neighbourhood is my old neighbourhood. What will become of it? With the appearance of a Starbucks a few years ago, the neighbourhood has been progressing from dirt-town hipster mecca to gallery-heavy yuppie town with a steady pace. But this condo...the first in the hood, will bring with it an influx Young Urban Professionals in one fell swoop. It'll be the YUPpie invasion.
Hide your lululemons. They're coming.
Yup. I'm one of them.
I bought a condo…or simply the promise of one. It doesn't exist yet, which is a little inconvenient but there are certainly benefits. The main one…I have time to sort out my employment situation. And an exciting plus is that I am able to choose all of my finishings. Floors. Cupboards. and Countertops. Oh my!
I struggled with the decision beyond the far-off closing date. I feared being on the wrong side of gentrification. My new neighbourhood is my old neighbourhood. What will become of it? With the appearance of a Starbucks a few years ago, the neighbourhood has been progressing from dirt-town hipster mecca to gallery-heavy yuppie town with a steady pace. But this condo...the first in the hood, will bring with it an influx Young Urban Professionals in one fell swoop. It'll be the YUPpie invasion.
Hide your lululemons. They're coming.
Yup. I'm one of them.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Taking responsibility
So there I was writing a post. A post about my current struggles with remaining positive. My impatience with those things just out-of-reach.
What a downer.
Then I noticed that Stacy, my favourite blogger, mum and distributor of champagne had contributed to her blog. You could jump ship and follow the link or if lazy has invaded, the punchline is simply,
You are personally responsible for everything in your life, once you become aware that you are personally responsible for everything in your life.
Her blog is sometimes like the red bull of life philosphy.
Gives you wings.
What a downer.
Then I noticed that Stacy, my favourite blogger, mum and distributor of champagne had contributed to her blog. You could jump ship and follow the link or if lazy has invaded, the punchline is simply,
You are personally responsible for everything in your life, once you become aware that you are personally responsible for everything in your life.
Her blog is sometimes like the red bull of life philosphy.
Gives you wings.
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