Month: September 2013

Brain Surgery: 1 Year Later

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Sep 30, 2013

Things are different now. I feel like I could make a note in the timeline of my life to reflect this. “Here is everything that happened before brain surgery. Here’s everything after.” – I have trouble with this; I’ve never been that good with change. I like things to stay as they are. I become…

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The Week: September 27, 2013

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Sep 26, 2013

I woke up in the middle of the night last night and tried to figure out where I was. After I’d finally concluded it wasn’t a hotel I recognized, I realized, somewhat alarmed, that I was home. I didn’t recognize my own bedroom. Oy. Needless to say, we’ve been traveling a lot lately, and it’s…

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WTF Weds: The Cost of Groceries on Bowen Island, BC

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Sep 25, 2013
Posted in: Food, WTF, WTF Wednesdays

– Do you remember when Rand and I went to an island resort in the Great Barrier Reef, and it was wonderful and all, but the food was so expensive that I nearly passed out while simultaneously evacuating my bowels? But then my body kicked in and said: WE CANNOT AFFORD TO LEAVE ANY NUTRIENTS…

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Zero One Sushi, Vancouver, Canada

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Sep 24, 2013

– I have a foggy recollection from many, many years ago. It was back when I was working with Rand (yeah … that happened), and we went to get lunch at a convenience store. God, there are so many problems with that last sentence, but the important take-away is this: I once voluntarily ate a convenience store…

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The Paradox of Poutine

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Sep 23, 2013
Posted in: Food

– The other day, I was talking to a lovely young man named Eli. We had a thoroughly engrossing conversation, which is only slightly alarming in hindsight, because I am fairly certain that Eli was born in, like, 1989, and by then I’d been on the planet for almost a decade. People born in 1989…

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The Week: September 20, 2013

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Sep 20, 2013

I feel like the March Hare, running around in a frenzy – no time to say hello, goodbye! I’m late, I’m late, I’m late! The thing is, I’m not actually late to anything. I just feel like it, because I’m sitting here at my computer nine floors up, and all around me the city of…

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Punch-drunk in Germany

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Sep 19, 2013
Posted in: Random Musings

We are standing in a small courtyard in Munich, when I start acting like my mother, and my brother starts acting exactly like himself. Which, in this instance, means that he’s taken his son’s hand and is pretending to punch things. He even makes the appropriate “Pssht! Pssht!” punching noises. And then -god help me…

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Laughing in Germany About Fake TV

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Sep 18, 2013
Posted in: Random Musings

Rand has this wonderful laugh that is as contagious as a cold through a kindergarten class. Every now and then, it will push him to the point of no return, and he’ll end up in a sort of shaking, convulsive, soundless laughter with tears in his eyes. Our friends, when they see it, look delightfully…

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  • Rand just gave me this pin for Valentine's Day and told me he's the Ralph Wiggum of our relationship. #choochoochooseyou #jonwye #valentinesday
  • An absolutely gorgeous venue for @andreadunlop's book launch. SHE REGRETS NOTHING is out today, and is a suspenseful, salacious, scintillating read. So proud of you, Andrea.
  • Doctor said my cold has ravaged my lungs. This is one instance where I could have gone without the metaphors.
  • How does my brother know how to say the exactly wrong thing to cheer me up? 😂
  • Sick day. Working on an op-ed that I can't turn in until tomorrow because I'm too busy watching This Is Us and feeling terrible. (BTW, I am *such* a Toby.)
  • The most handsome man in the world bought me a taco and sang me Billy Bragg. We talked about regret, and he told me he was sorry he took up so much of my life. And I laughed. Because it's not his fault that I can't stop thinking about him.
  • It's the 25th anniversary of Andre the Giant's passing. Here's the time I dressed up as him for Halloween.
  • I'm an almost-40-year-old woman who just bought herself a unicorn cookie because she's stressed about work. AMA.
  • I first met Chad around the time I had brain surgery. He'd just gone through the same experience with a very different diagnosis. He went on to have SIX more brain surgeries and was part of a litany of clinical trials for his brain cancer. Through it all he was funny and brash and so painfully honest about his experience. He was also instrumental in helping me finish my book - I sent Chad a chapter every month while working on my manuscript. He joked that I'd enlisted a dying man to help me meet my deadline. I hadn't emailed him in months, and just found out today that he passed away right before Christmas. It was a long time coming, but I am still blindsided by the loss.
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Goodbye you wonderful, brilliant, exuberant asshole. I knew you'd break my heart.
  • Thirty-three years later, and she's still my hero. One year later, and I still miss her. #PrincessLeia #CarrieFisher #CarrieOn

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