put up or shut up hand the party over to bob rae/justin trudeau/a mailbox in mount royal. bring down the government and form a coalition with jack layton. invite the bloc québécois to come along to show that we’re serious about connecting with all quebecers, all canadians; that we’re done playing la petite politique de stephen harper; and that we want to improve the lives of every citizen, from sea to sea to sea.
or let’s get chrétien or laurier back. WHATEVER.
no, david plouffe, you don’t get to email me asking for money until everyone from the campaign drops in on capitol hill and bitch slaps the legislative branch until we have insurance reform health care reform a public option universal health care/medicare for all.
and hoverboards. we were explicitly promised hoverboards.
renew my membership at the alliance française and let the pétanque fall where they may.
“Is it cool if I use one of you in a bikini shot? Like one where I can see a little nip? I promise to actually answer your calls from now on.”
and
“Have any photos of yourself without your husband in them? I wanna remember the good times when I could still tickle your vagina without consequences or having to be honest with you all the time.”
and
“Send me the least faggiest photo of yourself. I don’t want people thinking I’ve been lurking on grindr when you call.”
- doing a full backup of my computers onto mozy. 200+ gigabytes. taking forever, but i feel better about life.
- redoing my cv to make it look sexy so i can get some freelance work on the side. or alternatively, quit my day job and fuck around for another few years.
- waiting for the two clonazepam tablets i just took to kick in so i can…
- …put together a passable biographical website and maybe a half-assed portfolio for getting some freelance work.
- mentally prepping myself for the nightmare that awaits me tomorrow: installing windows 7 and ubuntu on the same machine.
- being sick and tired of being alone when i’m not really either.
- playing phone tag with several therapists so i can go talk to a stranger about my dead and/or distant family issues and pay a 30$ copay for the privilege.
- waiting for my insurance company to process my neurology referral and searching for a new internal medicine doctor.
- working a gym membership into my budget. stress + anxiety = looking more like fat luke wilson than seth rogen.
- losing sleep over boston college/citibank fucking up my student loans payments and trying to get that fixed.
exhale.
boredintheburbs asked: Not sure if you know if this, but I figured I'd let you know anyway:
http://piratedamour.tumblr.com/
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Yeah, I know/knew.
More sexy French girls needs to get Tumblrs.
Everyone has a theory about the financial crisis. […] We can look at countries that avoided the worst, like Canada, and ask what they did right — such as limiting leverage, protecting consumers and, above all, avoiding getting caught up in an ideology that denies any need for regulation.
