Next to being an angsty millennial, it seems that bemoaning how shitty millennials are seems to be the funnest thing the 21st century has brought us. Gosh, why can’t we all just stop bitching and get a real job, buy a house, invest in some mutual funds? Is there a reason that we feel entitled, arrogant,…… Continue reading Why Millennials are Angsty
Diaper slinging, nose wiping, back rubbing and sneeze catching is the name of the game when you work in childcare. It’s terribly exhausting as you’d might imagine, our feet are sore, our emotions are empty. It’s just how it is. Typically you get into this kind of work for the love of it all… you…… Continue reading What Your Daycare Teacher Would Say…
I often bemoan the internet for being the harbinger of awful, terrible things. Which isn’t false… as you know, but it has also bred really great movements, that bring people together. The body positivity movement is one of them. As you know, I have lots to say on how women should unite in a bra-burning-esque…… Continue reading Love.
Bless us thee: Oscars. I LOVE the oscars. Every year I watch all the movies that are up for best picture to make sure I know what the fuck is going on when I watch them. If I was unemployed I would endeavour to watch all the movies that are nominated. Every single one. Unfortunately, I…… Continue reading Nominees for Best Picture: My Favorites
I hear it all the time from people who are just entering their quarter life crisis. (Trust me, that doesn’t exclude me) Sidebar: A quarter life crisis if you don’t know, is kind of like a mid life crisis but with a lot less money and a lot more music festivals. What I hear is, When…… Continue reading Why Your ‘Dream Job’ is a Lie
Bruce Kirkland, a film critic for the Toronto Sun, is retiring after a stunning 36 years in the industry. During an interview with CBC, Kirkland made mention that there simply isn’t a position at the paper for a full-time film critic anymore, marking a turning point in how we absorb and fund media and the…… Continue reading Support Our Artists!
As a woman, I find I come up against certain struggles that are unique to my gender. And before you get ALL hasty because I know that’s what you do, this doesn’t mean I’m disregarding the struggles of others, or downplaying them in any capacity. (I do know that men have struggles unique to themselves,…… Continue reading Hear Me Roar, Bitch.
Is what I like to call being creatively blocked. (Which even THAT took me a full 20 minutes and all my brain power to figure out despite it 100% being a double entendre… so she’s here to stay folks) It’s even worse than being cock-blocked. In whatever form it may come in. For me: Writers…… Continue reading Cocked
Dear You, How’s things going? Are you in the first or second round of post-secondary education? The first? Ok. Right about now you’re falling hopelessly, ridiculously and not-at-all-grounded-in-reality in love with every liberal arts class you’re taking. Get through the semester first before you make any rash decisions okay? What else is happening right now?…… Continue reading A Letter to My College Self
The amount of shit I get for wearing leggings and no other style of pant. Let me set the record straight: I will wear leggings if I damn well please and you sir, can go fuck your hat. Yes I’m perfectly okay with the fact that my thighs rub together and I have to replace…… Continue reading #selflove