Is not that you can't find what you're supposed to be doing but, maybe, that you're not doing anything at all.
living alone is freedom, privacy, and discovering that the person responsible for making you lunch is somehow you again.
Most of the water I return to has some kind of edge built around it. The fenced-off harbour path. The Grand Quai. Ponds engineered to look wild. Canals with their concrete banks doing the work water used to do on its own. The VM/S Hercules sits across from Habitat 67 and doesn't move. It has...
I write this on naff all sleep and I am probably going to put something on my freelance Instagram like I always do a bit later, but it was eight years and one day since I pushed live "If not now, when?", which I shared to a few friends and socials from Frankfurt airport. The...
being the fun uncle is mostly controlled irresponsibility, available attention, and discovering that your lower back has become deeply conservative.
It's not for games. Okay, maybe it's also for games. Maybe it's also to make games. But it's not just for games.
2026 is the year I make changes, even if I lose my identity
finally told off my friend to stop talking to me about the ooc toxic evil Deku fic because i don't agree with the characterization and straight up don't like it? She kept getting defensive everything trying to convince me that it's believable and deku would act like that and I'm just like literally in the manga he never stalks and rapes and impregnates Bakugo. someone asked me to talk about their janyew fic but wasn't honest that it was a magnoliajanneyew? i worked up the courage to just say i'm...
Maybe the teenager in me that wanted to grow old was always right.
Work work work work work and some Overwatch.
A bit of talk therapy that probably would have been better served in a journal.
So as mentioned on my Now page, I headed to Scotland about a month ago for a wedding and a cross-country road trip that sung to my soul. Taking a trip north of the border just makes me happy, and you can see why so much of the country's culture is inspired by Caledonia. But...
Plus a few things I've learned about romantic relationships over the years
For All Mankind es una serie donde nos muestran lo malos que son los soviéticos, pero Star City, su spin-off, nos lleva al otro lado del Telón de Acero para que veamos… lo malos que son los soviéticos (gracias, Héctor, excelente resumen). Habrá spoilers, advertidos estáis.
I've been on both sides of this comment.
Absolutely the longest week in history. 😭
I'm finally starting to see more signs of aging - like forreal forreal. In my late twenties, I had gray strands here and there, a little bit of crinkles near the eyes. But now, when I see myself in the mirror, I see an aging woman. The grays are multiplying. My eyes look tired. The lines on my forehead are more pronounced. I may or may not be losing more hair. I'm really getting old...
Most popular ADHD productivity tools are unproven. What the evidence supports is external, free, and boring.
Update: I've decided to move this blog to JillHamilton.ca
So last night I played cricket. I did my usual - hung around for a bit and scored fuck all - but it was during the biggest solar eclipse since 1999. I was fortunate in seeing the Solar Eclipse back then. We were about 20 miles away from totality at the time (on holiday in...
Sometimes my friends send me things that I assume they think I'll enjoy or find funny but sometimes they also send me stuff to troll me like haha sufferrrrr bc I got traumatized I need to traumatize my friends and when I get sent something I don't like I usually don't interact with it lol Sometimes people send me stuff with 0 context and I have no idea if it's a scam or what unless it's a genuine YouTube or tumbler or something I can vet I just don't click on what my friends send me. Lately when...
A farewell to Appcues
A Village, Two Cities, and a Curious Mind for Science and Art
I love studying languages. Learning a new language takes time, and sometimes we assume we should be better at it. But learning to communicate with new groups helps us to understand and connect with the people around us.
This is a test of Atmosphere plugin for Wordpress. Will this post automatically? Will a standard.site record be saved correctly following the lexicon standard? Will the entire world collapse unto itself? These are the questions this post is trying to answer... well, perhaps not the latter one...
Introducing my new website and its atproto-centric approach.
Punamu'kwati'jk, five o'clock, watching the fog clear off Kjipuktuk's skyline across the water. Cranes over the harbour, more of them than I remember, and I lose count past fifteen. I'm on a half log, cut flat like a bench, right against the rocks, right against the ocean. The fog had gotten on the ferry with...
Kicking rocks, it feels like.
July 24th. Mid-afternoon, mostly cloudy. I move from the harbour up to Barrington. I hang a right on Spring Garden and keep walking until I reach Dal. Back down University Avenue instead this time before returning to the water again. I didn't decide to do any of that. I was halfway through before I clocked...
As part of my Scottish road trip I mentioned on the Now page, I headed to Dundee as my partner had one thing she wanted to do (The V&A Museum) and I had one thing I wanted to do. To see the Lemmings Statue. The Lemmings Statue is a statue in a park close to...
The week of imposter syndrome.
De cómo estuve tres años escribiendo texto para un proyecto de libro como escarabajo pelotero que recoge bosta para crear una bola más grande que él mismo. Y de cómo fracasé con el debido estrépito, que fue flojo.
Something shifted; now my computer should be a tool. I'm trying The Artist's Way.
I've decided to do weekly posts about my life instead of waffling over what content I should create from scratch. Some of it will probably inspire other posts - in that case, cool. Otherwise this makes sure I have fresh content pretty consistently.
I suck at CSS, but that doesn't mean I don't get to complain about it
Unexpected personality changes and the pause before moving on.
These last few days, I've been working on Khmer Archives, editing the layout, making the banner, and uploading my Women of Cambodia posts (which was a pain in the butt, but I did it!!). I've always wanted to have my educational/cultural posts hosted somewhere besides Instagram. It'll be a long term project, something I'll chip at bit by bit. I'm just happy I finally got this project off the ground!
Trying to be less of a consumer or more of a conscientious consumer.
After eleven years, I am no longer a Microsoft Data Platform MVP 💙
My experience on the 2nd week of July 2026
Es gibt eigentlich gerade nicht wirklich viel was mich Glücklich macht. Ich bin arbeitslos seit knapp zwei Jahren (mit ner kleinen Unterbrechung), werde von kaum einen Hurensohn zu nem Vorstellungsgespräch eingeladen und die meisten antworten nicht mal oder schicken nur so ne scheiß ChatGPT Antwort. Und jeden Monat sorge ich mich darum ob ich überhaupt...
July 8. Sunny. I pass under the Chinatown gate a little after seven, heading down Saint-Laurent toward the water. This is one of a few routes I take most mornings, meandering through the Quartier des Spectacles some days, down along René-Lévesque others, but they tend to end the same way, at the river. I couldn't...
A public journal on my experience taking a GLP-1
Here are five albums that shaped me, inspired by Olly's post via Martin Schuhmann. To echo Olly's point, these aren't necessarily favourites, but were influential in my life. Ten (1991) - Pearl Jam Tragic Kingdom (1995) - No Doubt Olympian (1995) - Gene If You're Feeling Sinister
After three years, I have decided to step away from the Fabric February organizing team 💚
Existing during this time can feel quite hopeless. Everyday, I see news about extracting more natural resources, approvals of chemical toxins on our food, destruction of land...the list goes on. Mentally, I feel so caged. It's hard trying not to let the gloom and doom of this country get to me when the bad news continue to outweigh the good news...It's really tough...
by Debbie Ridpath Ohi