Cranky McWhiner-pants
Writing by Jana on Wednesday, 26 of March , 2008 at 12:28 pm
I know that complaining about the snow while living in Canada is an exercise in indulgence. But I’m going to do it anyways. Because it’s March 26th and we’re still buried in it.
I may have lived in Toronto for most of my life, but my ancestors come from a place where the average temperature in January is 10 degrees, and I don’t think I’ve ever fully acclimatized myself.
It’s really fucking cold up in this bitch, and unless temperatures return to normal soon, I may have to go on Prozac. Or Jack Daniels. And despite the romantic image of the drug addled, struggling writer, I’d really rather not.
I think the fact I’ve been putting off a real vacation for four years is the real culprit behind my bitterness. I’ve been meaning to backpack Mexico for the last couple of years, but it keeps getting put off. Last year’s excuse was messed up paperwork which would have prevented me from legally leaving Canada. This year’s excuse: I’m a broke mothafucker. Next year’s excuse? TBA! I’ll probably go and get myself knocked up or something equally stupid.
And from the Too Much Information file: I got my period this morning.
I should have worked from home today. I should have stayed inside where it’s quiet and cozy and peaceful with nothing but my computer, my thoughts, and Jimmy the cat for company; but nooooo, I had to drag myself out here. I spent a good part of the morning trying really hard to pay attention in a meeting but really I was counting the number of times per minute my uterus tried to burst its way out of my abdomen.**
And I’ve noticed in the last week or so that the Canadian geese are starting to return from wherever the hell it is they go in the autumn. Poor things. They came here to frolick, and mate, and make little Canadian geese babies. They’re probably as shocked as I am by the injustice.
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