Friends

Sometimes the hardest thing about friendship is finding them amongst the human garbage. In the past few months I have lost people who I viewed as friends, but after they were gone it gave me a sense of clarity. They weren't good friends. They weren't bad friends on purpose but they were bad friends.

The key to friendship is the same as a relationship. You HAVE to communicate. No one was communicating... even when I made an effort to convey my displeasure and asked them to talk to me openly and honestly.

Was I perfect. No. Was I selfish. Probably. I hurt feelings and made wrong choices. Maybe I was a bad friend. However, I don't believe that I deserved what people dished out... the unique amounts of crap each one of these people had to offer.

Am I better off without them? Yeah. Does that mean it doesn't hurt like hell? No.

So fuck those people, just for today.

Berries!

Raspberries from my parents home <3 Awesome snack food!

Tired...

I'm so tired of being sick all the time... I feel like I have become crippled in some horrifying manner with absolutely no reason for it...

Once again stuck at home with a very upset stomach, stressing about how to pay rent.

Somehow it actually managed to get worse and destroy both my social life and my ability to work. Going out is becoming a problem because I'm terrified that my IBS will flare when I'm not near a washroom.

My anxiety is absolutely the worst thing that has ever happened. All I want is to walk outside and enjoy the day. Not worrying that I will die or be robbed or mugged, that would be the best day ever. I don't even remember what it feels like to WANT to leave my home.

Hopefully, one day this will end... For now I will sulk in my hidey hole...

Invisible illness fucking sucks.

Tune Up Media

I figured since I was having a moment of boredom and down time I should probably just do up a quick post for my readers.

Took me a while to figure out what exactly I wanted write about and then I remembered I had another review on a company to do. This one pertains to Tune Up Media.

I purchased Tune Up on New years eve for 50% off the regular price. I was pleased with the deal and the ease of access. Where I failed to be impressed was the product itself. It ruined my media library. It assigned random song names and titles to a lot of my music and would not add album art to anything. The album names it found were "mixed" albums (ie. Big Shiny Tunes or Greatest Country Hits 1998) and never the proper album. Some tracks even went missing without me running the "deduper".

I waited and tried it several times, becoming increasingly frustrated. Finally I gave in and contacted support through their email option on the website.

That is the end of anything negative about this company... The support I received was nothing less than stellar and I believe they set the gold standard. It was quick, efficient and generally pleasant. A refund was sent immediately and I was given information to attempt to help fix my damaged media library.

The agent I was emailing with phenomenal. Very empathetic and had all the key components of an amazing representative. He accepted both complaints and compliments graciously and provide appropriate and timely responses to address concerns.

I have got to say, the product wasn't for me... I am not a fan and it may have simply been my computer or skill set that prevented the product from impressing me. However, if you are looking for world class customer support, they have it!

Belleville SlutWalk

A friend and I have decided our city of Belleville should have it's own SlutWalk... Many larger cities and towns have been having them so we decided we would love to see people coming out and walking for the cause. 

Slut-shaming has become more and more prevalent in our society and it a practice that even law enforcement has fallen into. The phrase "she was asking for it..." is said more and more. (Which, I might add, is strange because rape cannot be asked for by definition.) We are walking to show that Sluts and Allies alike, whether promiscuous, prostitute or nun, does not deserve to be sexually assaulted, raped or molested. 

If you are from Belleville, you should come out with us. March, stomp, shimmy and shake awareness into our little town! 

Belleville SlutWalk link is right here! 

The event is May 17th at 11am. 

We will be collecting donations for a local charity... If you have a suggestion for where our donations should go to, leave a comment or message us in the event! 

See you all there! 

Blah...

I am having a shit week. Rogers is being a bunch of dicks. My room mate listed me as a contact on her account, now whenever her phone gets cut off or past due, they suspend my phone from calling customer care and they call me repeatedly to try and collect her money.

I have also been back at work again after taking a week off. It makes me feel horrible, I get a migraine every day. Not to mention feeling like I'm going to vomit and pass out every time I go outside. I hate feeling like I'm trapped in this shit job.

Not to mention we have new neighbours. They are the most dreadful, aweful, horrible people I have ever met. They have a toddler who screams at the top of his lungs for hours, rides a plastic tricycle that makes it sound like a bowling ball is rolling down my hall and when not doing that he runs back and forth down the hallway like a dog on a run. Probably because he doesn't go outside. Best part is they like to play children's music at ridiculous levels at 9am. And when that doesn't make the kid happy you can hear the dad yelling at his 2 year old to shut the fuck up. Why they are having another baby is beyond me. They clearly are terrible parents already.

Good news is I got a referral to a foot surgeon. I just have to wait for an appointment and then they will remove the toenail from my foot. 1 year later than I would have liked but anything is better than this toe.

Well, that's my rant for tonight. Will post again soon.

Oh Canada

I miss fall... Seriously...

Fall has to be the most beautiful season in Canada. The bright vibrant colours and the bustling leaves. Cool breezes mingled with warm days... That's the life.