Life & Thoughts
Precarious Writer 2nd Anniversary
As I did last year, to celebrate this blog’s birthday, here is a compilation of notable posts from over the past year.
Re-Introducing Myself
I broke a record last month: The fewest blog posts posted in a single month since I started. It was two. Pitiful.
Autumn
Today I had to break out the coat which in Winchester was my winter coat but here in Calgary is just an early autumn coat.
The Hobbette
A parody of The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien mixed with 1960s America. Enjoy.
Source: The Hobbette
Stories and Stuff
The Calgary Stampede kicked off this morning with the annual parade, and while I didn’t officially go, I did have to cross the crowds, and closed-off, horse-poop-laden streets to get to work this morning.
Uber-Long Post
Wow. I did not expect to be busy once back. The complete opposite, actually. The majority of my friends reside in other countries and I thought my social life would sag, at least at first. You always hear about people having trouble meeting up with existing friends and making new friends after university. Thankfully, I have a huge extended family and there’s always something going on. So I’ll try my best to catch you up to what I’ve been doing since getting back.
My Brother’s Birthday
When I first left for England, my little brother was nine years old. Today, he’s twelve.
Time flies, doesn’t it?
Advice For A 17-Year-Old
Somewhere on the other side of the ocean, my sister turns 17 today. This is to her.
From what I hear, you’re a lot like I was at your age. Chasing dreams, refusing to leave the clouds when the ground called. But the ground’s going to get louder now. September will bring your last year of high school. Adults will be asking you to make big choices that they say will impact your life, although yesterday they still considered you a child.
April Fools
I had my last university class today. I’m really going to miss this. But I miss home, too, just a little. It’s April Fools Day today so I can’t help but think of my little brother who absolutely loves this holiday. He was nine years old when I first left, and he’ll be twelve when I get back. It’s insane how fast everything’s gone by.
