Every vacation comes with that one day when Nothing Really Goes As Planned.
For me, that day was Thursday.
I got up early, psyched and ready for a great day. The plan? Throw my bike on a bus and do an extensive cycling tour of Kelowna for my last day in town. I’d pick up some ingredients [...]
“Makes me think of the ideal woman: smart like an academic, jokes like a buddy, sex like a whore, makes chicken pot pie like Paula Deen.” @neilochka
There you have it. I am the ideal. Almost. I’m more a brazen hussy than I am whorey. Can’t help it, I was brought up well. Hussy’s as far [...]
Funny how we get so hung up on our hang-ups we sometimes don’t even notice when they’ve disappeared.*
I was fucking floored Thursday night when I realized the varicose veins I’d been loathing for the last year had suddenly vanished in the last couple months, thanks to my awesome new fitness regime. Poof, gone.
Ironically, I’d already [...]
By A Scribe Called Steff
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Also posted in Best of Steff, Dimestore Philosophy, General, Hygiene & Health, Loving and Knowing Yourself, Psychology & Moods, Self-Love & Self-Esteem, Specifically Steff, fitness, weight loss
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Tagged adapting, being real, changing, getting real, loving yourself, perspective, processing change, self-esteem, self-image, weight loss
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Tonight I buy new clothes. Again.
My weightloss has restarted. I’m down 3. A total now of 72, from a starting weight of 277. And 5 from being under 200 the first time since I was 16. Melted off more than 30% of my bodyweight.
It’s all strange.
I’m slowly trying to get a life again after taking myself out of the equation for years. Looking for people more up than down, more smart than dumb, more communicative than un, more unmarried than married.
That part’s working, it’s fun, but it’s a strange ride, especially since everyone I’ve been meeting is 34 [...]
By A Scribe Called Steff
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Also posted in Dimestore Philosophy, Opinion (Editorial & Commentary), Psychology & Moods, Specifically Steff
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Tagged drinking, getting over it, growing up, nostalgia, partying, remembering, the good old days, youth
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Having woken up in a pretty sour mood, I got into my exercises after a pretty lengthy bit of procrastinating. While doing them, I watched Michael J. Fox’s Adventures of an Incurable Optimist, a one-hour documentary on his search to understand more about what makes us optimistic, and how it might impact things.
It’s a lot [...]
It’s 2.30am and the lights are low in my apartment. I was on the verge of bed when I saw a tweet from the singer John Mayer that made me think, so I took a look at his Twitter page, and I saw this:
“There’s this moment in creation, when you’ve made something truly special, where [...]
By A Scribe Called Steff
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Also posted in Dimestore Philosophy, Opinion (Editorial & Commentary), Society, Specifically Steff
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Tagged being, being blocked, blogging, examining, experiencing, sharing, thinking, working through it, writing
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Hi!
Bear with me. I’ve just realized it’s been a week since I posted, and I still don’t really have anything to say… I’m sort of “percolating”, processing all of my life. It’s been a tumultuous couple of weeks, and I think my brain needs to catch up.
Denis Leary was on Letterman the other night and was joking that he’d gone through five marriage counsellors that “sucked” before he found the sixth, who was awesome, but then he said that once he accepted he was wrong, everything went gr-r-r-reat with counselling.
I had to laugh.
I’ve been having the same epiphany of late.
For five [...]
By A Scribe Called Steff
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Also posted in Dimestore Philosophy, General, Hygiene & Health, Lifestyle, Opinion (Editorial & Commentary), Specifically Steff, fitness
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Tagged acceptance, back problems, becoming right, being powerless, being wrong, injury, learning about yourself, life, occam's razon, ockham's razor, rehab
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I have this longstanding love/hate relationship with writing.
I love the articulation of thought, the solving of ideas, the expressing of inner qualities.
The trouble with readers is, what they see is what they get.
You people, you read my blog and you somehow think what I put up here is some finite guide to the divinity of [...]
By A Scribe Called Steff
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Also posted in Best of Steff, Communication, Dating, General, Lifestyle, Society, Specifically Steff
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Tagged blogs, friends, interpretations, lovers, not so many answers, questions, writing
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[One of those into-and-almost-done-a-bottle-of-wine postings. Bear with me here.]
So, Mission: Get a Life is underway.
Making friends, for me? Not very hard. Not if I am myself. If I’m relaxed, content, sociable, people warm to me quickly and easily. And why not? I’m a good person. Better yet, I’m funny. I even make the aesthete’s basic [...]
By A Scribe Called Steff
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Also posted in Current Events, Dating, Dimestore Philosophy, Humour, Lifestyle
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Tagged again drunk, drunk, drunk again, in vino veritas, life, meeting people, self, socializing, weightlosss, wine
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Fear is not my friend. I don’t care what the bookstore’s self-help section says.
Fear is a bitch. A mean, driven bitch.
I am not a fan of fear.
I bought that book. Twice. Feel The Fear and Do It Anyways. Sometimes I do it anyways. But I always feel the fear. Ever-present, always-niggling fear.
Fortunately I know that [...]
By A Scribe Called Steff
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Also posted in Being single, Dating, Dimestore Philosophy, Loving and Knowing Yourself, Modern Feminism, Opinion (Editorial & Commentary), Self-Love & Self-Esteem, Sex, Specifically Steff, weight loss
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Tagged ambivalence, answers, change, Dating, fear, feminism, fucking up, growth, making right, mistakes, moving on, questions, self
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It’s the weeks where we feel beaten down before Monday begins that are the hardest to face, eh?
This morning’s rife with the turmoil of a good Pacific storm. A lot of wind and rain. As is usually the case, a good windstorm means a blue sky’s on its heels. I literally see both from my [...]
By A Scribe Called Steff
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Also posted in Advice, Dating, Dimestore Philosophy, General, Opinion (Editorial & Commentary), Sex, Specifically Steff
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Tagged mondays, perspective, philosophy, spring, struggle, weather
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I’m drunkish. I feel obligated to write for you. But you’ll take obligated, won’t you? Yeah, that’s human nature.
Stringing thoughts together might be a challenge. But. It’s not like I get graded on this, right?
It’s been a weird day. I’ll get into that in a minute, but you need the prelude first.
I was up at [...]
By A Scribe Called Steff
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Also posted in Best of Steff, Dating, Humour, Opinion (Editorial & Commentary), Sex, Specifically Steff, weight loss
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Tagged connecting, Dating, flirting, fucking up, gazes, hooking up, markets, missed chances, missing out, que sera sera
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a bath, a book, a glass of wine. a fine end to a mostly long day.
the book? elizabeth smart’s By Grand Central Station I Sat Down and Wept. poetric prose. love tryst. “homewrecking”, said moralistic critics of the time. swirling romance, says i. fitting for a tub.1940s classic lost for a couple of decades, then [...]
By A Scribe Called Steff
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Also posted in Current Events, General, Lifestyle, Sex, Specifically Steff
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Tagged a lament, sleeping naked, spring fever, stopping to smell the flowers, summer, summer solstice, winter
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I promised myself I would write tonight so I’m doing so out of obligation, not inspiration. Let’s get that straight right off the bat.
And I’ve been drinking. I think I hear Cat Stevens singing “Trouble” off in the background there.
Truth be told, this is one of those heavy-thinking anniversaries most of us maybe have. It’s [...]
I’m sitting here in my Chuck’s, with my suede carcoat on, my sunglasses, and even my courier bag slung around my shoulder, because I was literally turning my doorhandle and something hit me.
I realized my bike ride yesterday is literally one of maybe a half-dozen times I’ve really been able to just settle the fuck [...]
[I've had a strange week. I bought some wine Tuesday, finished in Wednesday night, and wrote this while under the influence. It's long, rambling, but it's also a good dose of in vino veritas.]
This year of mine will require tremendous courage and a willingness to fail on my part, because I’ll need to push through [...]
By A Scribe Called Steff
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Also posted in Dating, Loving and Knowing Yourself, Opinion (Editorial & Commentary), Specifically Steff, weight loss
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Tagged adversity, being social, dying, faking it, getting out there, life, living, making friends, surviving
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There’s probably no greater equalizer of mankind than food poisoning. Everyone can remember That One Meal that left them a gut-churning shell of themselves for 24 to 48 hours.
I had my Lesson in Humility yesterday. I couldn’t even run up to the store for Pepto-Bismol because of the unpredictability of it all. I spent about [...]
I had a moment tonight.
My best friend GayBoy (@mr_tits_pervert on Twitter) was over tonight and we were drinking, doing the Silly Thing, and I was off in the bathroom.
I looked in the mirror and I just remembered my mother and how I always thought she was so beautiful. You know, when she wasn’t wearing her [...]
By A Scribe Called Steff
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Also posted in Hygiene & Health, Lifestyle, Psychology & Moods, Self-Love & Self-Esteem, Specifically Steff, Twitter, weight loss
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Tagged family, mothers and daughters, seeing yourself in a new light, struggling, success, weight loss
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