Monthly Archives: January 2008

The Cresting Tide of Lesbianism, And Advice for Men

So, I’m half-watching the premiere of Cashmere Mafia, which turns out to be an all right “chick” show.
In the pilot on tonight, there’s this moment when a very, very Waspy sorority kinda gal gets her first kiss from a woman. They’re both really successful business women in their mid- to late-30s. The waspy never-been-kissed gal [...]

Aw, Now, Just Stop Wit’ Yer Kiddin’

Seems the cosmos is just toying with me. Batting me about like its little chew toy. And we are amused.
Found my iPOD. Where? This is weird. Inside a pair of shoes I never wear. So, if I never wear ‘em how do I find it in ‘em? Well, seeking my ugly eaten-by-bog-way-back-when sneakers for confronting [...]

The Monday of a Month That Wouldn’t Die

A dusting of snow still falls, meaning havoc is being created throughout my region. As usual, I’ll leave well after the morning rush but have to expect it could take a while for my bus to show up, since we have magic transit here in Vancouver… it disappears whenever there’s snow.
Can I tell you how [...]

Fighting the Fatosphere: Some Thoughts on the Struggle

[This posting is brought to you in part by Getting Your Head Inside The Game. I've been having trouble doing that for the last couple weeks, and saw a feature in the NYT a couple days back that made me think about my motivations with weight loss again. Christmas was a huge fucking hiccup, and [...]

And Thus A Blog Was Born (Poof!)

I’m broke off my ass, but bought a bottle of wine last weekend in my ignorant bliss, and opened it tonight because it’s the first work night I’ve been home before 8 since about, well, 2007. A big bowl of hearty (and cheap) lentil stew, some shaved parmesan broiled on a bit of baguette, and [...]

The Circle of Life Keeps On Rollin’

Getting back in the mindset of “eat great, exercise!” is a real challenge when life is lobbing fastballs at you and trying to upset your stance. My little hearing aid debacle last week is setting me back $400 I had earmarked for important things, like clothes storage for my bedroom, and, oh, food. Never mind [...]

Of No Fixed Address, But Not Any Port in the Storm

Americans have the day off today, but we Canadians don’t get a statutory holiday until Easter. This is why, if you visit Canada in February, we all seem so tired and bitchy. Just hand us a beer, and we’ll be fine.
I have to make a little list of things I’m going to achieve this week. [...]

A Valentine’s Day Suggestion & A Question for You!

Valentine’s Day, which I really, really hate, whether I’m single or not, and which is a whole OTHER can of worms… is approaching. So too, I would suppose, is the “What’s the perfect gift?” conundrum.
I’m making a wish list of things I’d like to try in the next 18 months, experiences to have, that kind [...]

Kickboxin’ and Takin’ Names

It’s 10:32 on a Friday night and I’m drunk. Drunk, and alone. And happy about it. After this week, cocooning with the comfort of being completely alone and not having to misstep and crush someone’s soul with the bitterness I don’t think I have, but after a week like this, such a surprise discovery wouldn’t [...]

Some Thoughts on a Purse and Perceptions

Changing your world doesn’t come easily. It’s a constant mental challenge. I find myself constantly fighting my insecurities and fears. Anything that happens, my first instinct has been to conjure a worry or to see the worst of it rather than the opportunity it presents. It’s habits like those that are the first I aim [...]

Fuck off with your dates, you captains of industry!

So, way off topic?
When you buy something like, oh, say, mayonnaise, and it’s been on the shelf for nine months, and it has an expiry down to the DAY… how are you supposed to take this seriously? Oh, it’s 16/01/08, so this is officially bad now. Like the molecules just look up at some cosmic [...]

The Further Adventures of a Girl Called Steff

Daylight is dawning as a windstorm rages here on the Wet Coast. Light mist is getting blown sideways. It’s not a day for scooters. The prospect of work is not painting a smile on this face of mine, but smiling ain’t got nothin’ to do with it.I’m finding this getting-a-life plan of mine is starting [...]

Of Tight Jeans and Libido

Geez! Would someone open a window in here? I can barely breathe!
Oh… it’s my new jeans. It’s a wonder any blood’s circulating at all. Whew! They look great, though. And I’m going to lose weight, right? So. But yowzas. I’m not sure wearing these out for breakfast with new people is the wisest choice [...]

The Incredible Disappearing Fat!…all for three monthly installments of…

As you know, I’m doing what I can to bust a move and minimize my copious ghetto ass, and I’m doing it the old-fashioned way — being aware of my choices, trying a variety of activity so I’m firing all my muscles at one point or another, and just practicing moderation. (Which now means cutting [...]

Is Change Right For You? Thoughts on that.

This is a difficult time of year for most people, I imagine. The media fills up with dieting and life-fixing advertising. It’s easy to believe you’re less of the person you should be, and I’m concerned that my kamikaze change-my-life monologuing of late might persuade others that their unhappiness means they should gut everything.
Not necessarily. [...]

Thoughts on Metamorphosis for You, Grasshopper

(Ow! I hurt all over! It’s the AbSwing’s fault. OMG. 70 stomach crunches on there yesterday and today and I feel like my torso’s on fire. And my ribs and my glutes and my thighs. Nice new addition to my fitness regime.)
I mentioned in a comment on the below posting that I’m sort of going [...]

MINIONS! Update on Le Steff

HEY, world! It’s been several days since I last posted, and though I’ve not really got the time to share with you this morning, I’ll race through a quickie, because god knows I can’t leave you without time wastage for work on Monday, eh?
Welcome to week one of the Steff plan for total world domination… [...]

A Little Existentialist Philosophyon the Meaning of it All,and a Little Thing Called Sex

(Someone asked me last month “Didn’t you used to write about sex?” And though this seems a million miles off from that question, it’s kind of a very abstract and intellectualized retort to why I’ve been pretty off that topic for a while now.***)
I remember being 10, maybe 12, and wandering through our resort’s hotel [...]

Happy New Year, Minions!

Behold: 2008! A mighty splendid thing of beauty! A brand-spankin’ new unmarred, sexy little year lying there all patiently awaiting us to sully it and fuck it up.

But… for now, a fantastic page waiting to be written, that’s the year before us.

Me, I’m batting a thousand so far. The inimitable GayBoy swung by to drop [...]