I wish a certain popular Canadian coffee chain would buy a new toaster that actually toasts their doughy-ass bagels. I ask for mine to be toasted twice, and the thing is black and tastes burnt but is STILL doughy AF and not a bit of crispiness at all! I’m never buying your shitty-ass bagels again! I might as […]
Love the Way We Bitch/Love
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Housing runaround
I applied for housing back in the summer, and have just now been contacted and told that I’m being added to a waiting list. I thought I’d been placed on the waitlist long ago, but no. Apparently it takes six months just to be added to the damn waiting list. What has my application been doing for […]
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Should be bitching
What a beautiful gift to be able to feel so deeply. I didn’t tell you, but I was falling in love. You wouldn’t have heard me if I had, anyway. Thank you for the laughs, the dancing, the cuddling and the abandoned plans. Even if we worked harder to make it work, it would have […]
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Dear guys I work with
I‘m tired of hearing your cat calls. Staring at my breasts while I’m talking = not cool. Whistle at me again and I’m going to turn violent. And if I had a dollar for every random guy who told me out of the blue that I’m his soulmate, I would be one wealthy woman. Why […]
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Nowhere to live
Frustrated with the rental situation in this town. You’re limited to apartments meant for students to share, or overpriced, soulless condos. Everything in the middle is being used for Airbnbs and nothing is left for the people that live here. Patiently waiting for the city to step in and regulate this shit. —Air Bnbitch
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Hey boy boomers
Dear men, Women on the bus don’t want to talk to you. Or more accurately, they don’t want you to talk at them. Does she have headphones on? Is she reading? Or is she employing these strategies just to signal to you (because yes, this is about you) that she doesn’t want you to talk […]
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Getting over you
This has been a long couple of months of not speaking to you. I thought it would be easier seeing how it ended with you physically assaulting me. I could see all the stress eating away my body and self-worth. At times I get so angry at your behaviour when we were together and other […]
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Kudos to the bridge terminal staff
A big shout out to Dale and Aaron at the Lost and Found at the Metro Transit Bridge Terminal. I lost my wallet on one bus going to the bridge terminal from Dartmouth, and my cell phone on the bus going across the bridge to Halifax. I got the number for lost and found at […]
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Blue and Tree
We bicker, we disagree, but at the end of the day, I love you and you love me. —(Naïve) Best Friend
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Fire ants in your pants
Before the years ends, I want to send out this thank-you from a warmer time of year. I was walking my wiener dogs around the Forum and stopped to talk to new neighbours and their pup. When we walked away one of one mine started shrieking in pain and fell to the ground. You saw […]
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Insane pedestrian
To the asshole who jaywalked into the intersection on Dresden, so that I had to brake sharply to avoid them, and then SMACKED MY CAR as I drove through: a) the concrete barrier on the east side doesn’t allow me to see the full intersection until I’m close to it, b) learn how to safely […]
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Puppy dog–eyed poet proves poopy partner
She knew from the start. She said that something about him made her uneasy, like she wasn’t really wanted. His words said one thing, but his actions or lack thereof said quite another. But all the nice little things made her overlook the warning signs. He never asked her to be his therapist, but like […]