Mental Masturbation in Montréal: Confessions from the Boulevard
by shnooze
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Quelle est la date aujourd'hui?
So. I'm one week in to the brain-zapping. Five more to go. Is it working? It's hard to say because I am in near-constant agony and it makes me a little... cranky. And unreasonable. And a tad s...
May cause dizziness
Still very-very-very up and down, black and white, yes and no, in and out, left and right, fuck and off. Except now it's even bigger'n'better due to chronic-fucking-AGONY. Begin backstory-deetz...
Quick Note
I'm trying to see myself a little more fairly - trying to check the accuracy of my thoughts. Weigh both options. Build up or tear down? There are TWO to choose from! Try to choose wisely. Use ...
Polar
March 26 2014 20:37 Woke up this morning and everything is black. I feel helpless and powerless and like my life has no meaning or purpose. The whole big-random-universe-mystery of it all is...
Samedi
So. Peter's dad won the Parental Death Pool. (I was kinda hoping it would be my "mom" but... whaddayagonnado?) He died on Wednesday or Thursday (not sure) and Peter is doing okay. Like, for real...
Everything Ravaged, Everything Burned
Sunny'n'cold again today. Again, again, again... it's been the longest-ass winter of my mid-life-meltdown-malcontent... in Montreal. Meh. Things: Jake isn't doing so hot. He finally s...
Call It Whatever You Want
So. I was in Hicksville for a week. I donned my Mommy costume so that I could assist Drewzilla through the yanking of four wisdom teeth. (Note that I didn't don my Wife costume... because: more ...
January 09 2014
Balance: I don’t haz it. Idea: For every negative thought, counter that shit with a positive thought. In Al-anonese, that roughly translates to: “Start with an asset!” But that NEVER happens...
January 07 2014
So much to write about, so little motivation. When I'm wracked with ambivalence - which is almost-every-minute of every-single-day, you get... this. Because: it resonates. AGAINST HESITATION ...
514, REPRESENT! Bitchez!
This is Friends-Only material, alla y'all. More to come...
Book Description
In September of 2013, I sold my house.
Then, I packed WAY.TOO.MUCH.OF.MY.SHIT. and left Peter and Drew behind.
Then, I moved to a teeny-weeny apartment in a kinda-sorta sketchy area of Montréal.
Keep reading to see what happens next!