Sometimes I write open letters to people who annoy me. Sometimes I write letters to people who inspire me. Sometimes I write letters to my openly passive aggressive neighbours. Today's letter falls into column 'B'. Dear Mr. Hurwitz, Over ten years ago I managed to get my paws on a copy of The Kill Clause. I… Continue reading An Open Letter to Gregg Hurwitz “Thank you for the perpetual fear of mantoids”
Dear Billy, While I appreciate your concern for my family life, I do not believe I actually require Stephen R. Covey's 7 Habits of Highly Effective Families. I would, however, like my copy of A Monstrous Regiment of women and presumably [Redacted] of Toronto would very much like her 7 Habits of Highly Effective Families. Don't… Continue reading A Brief Open Letter to Billy of Billy’s Library
Dear Government Agent Who Is Undoubtedly Investigating Me Right Now, Before I start, let me say I love my country. A lot. I am very proud to be Canadian and I have zero qualms with Municipal, Provincial, or Federal politicians. I love being Canadian, I always pay my taxes, I love my free health care… Continue reading An Open Letter to the Government Agent Who is Undoubtedly Investigating Me Right Now
An Open Letter to Our Scummy Neighbour (With sincerest apologies to those of you without scum) Congratulations on your brazen daylight heist. Your decision to steal a bike out of a locked parkade is remarkable given, and I can’t stress this enough, it is locked and only those who live in the building have access… Continue reading An Open Letter to Our Scummy Neighbour
I'll admit shamefully to being AWOL from the internet for the last couple of weeks. Oh sure, there was a witty tweet here or there, but I just didn't have it in me to sit down and converse with my friends on Critique Circle or post on Facebook or even update my GoFundMe supporters. I… Continue reading Writing and Chronic Pain: 2 For the Price of 1! Today Only!
Sometimes I imagine that I am in a time loop. That my life is only capable of extending to a certain point before I reach a door that is meant to represent change. Instead, the door leads me directly back to the beginning of the cycle. I walk, and run, and prance my way through… Continue reading Chronic Pain Diaries: The Longest Cycle
Dear Awful, Absolutely Terrible Doctor, Bravo and congratulations! You, madam, have the healing prowess of a druid, or perhaps some sort of automaton. You have healed me of all which ails me. Goodbye chronic pain, hello bright, shiny new day without chronic pain. Except, wait, no. That's not right at all. No, sorry, what I… Continue reading An Open Letter to an Awful, Just Terrible, Doctor
Last week was the official Game Day for Extra Life 2015. Unfortunately I couldn't partake as I was busy screaming at children and their parents. Now, you might be saying to yourself "Tell us something about you that we don't know, Kathleen." If I am to be honest, I was paid to scream at them. I… Continue reading Extra Life 2015 – A Week Late
I’ll be the first to admit I wasn’t ready for Extra Life this year. This would be my fourth year doing the annual 24 hour video game marathon, and I had originally given myself a goal of $1500 in an effort to top what I did last year. But things happen. Life gets in the… Continue reading Extra Life 2015 or ‘Dammit, Cheryl!’
I have no desire to be on the condo board, yet I despise Dean. If someone votes for me, they may theoretically no longer vote for Dean. Ergo, if Dean loses, I win. If we both lose, I still win.
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