i am the queen of snacks and i just found my new favourites #fuelyourawesome

If I ruled the world there would be a lot of changes. Nail clippers would be handcuffed to bathroom sinks so you could NEVER do that nonsense in public. Cheese would be a food group. Adult naps would be mandatory. Adults could occasionally act like 3-year-olds and not have to share anything if they don't want to. 

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my 2017 #streamteam january

January is the worst. Name a worse month. You cannot. And don't say September, because I know it is the month where you had to go back to school and the smell when you walk into a Staples is still traumatizing, but my birthday is in September and you may not like being celebrated and being given gifts and hugs and Facebook Pokes and gift cards and gently deflating balloons and gluten free cake perfumed with the smell of freshly blown out candles, but I GODDAMN DO.

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my #streamteam december & my 2016 netflix recap

As I peck this post out, 2016 is pretty much in the bag. Another yeeeear of delightfully avoiding real life to watch Netflix. Except when I watch True Crime documentaries and scare myself so badly I sleep with 89 lamps on at night. 

As my memory is a trash compactor filled with gravy, I love looking back at every #streamteam blog post of 2016 and being reminded of what I deemed freak-out worthy. If I missed something you loved, please let me know. If we're not in this together, 2017 is going to be lame.

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avoid holidaze in 4 easy steps (because I love you) 


“We’re a whisker away from Christmas Day…”

And I promise this whole blog post will not rhyme.

(I hate poetry. Have I ever told you that? It’s an art form that’s basically a love affair with short chunks of text and I’m so poorly cultured I swear my head moves back and forth like a cat with a laser when I try and read a sonnet. SAWNIT. Dumb word, also.)

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my #streamteam november

So, that was a MONTH. Even as a Canadian, I felt all the crushing disappointment and raw despair that came after the election results. I know so many incredible and diverse Americans who I adore and who I had no words for. I could only send Internet emojis and the offer of my couch or inane stories if they needed a break. This month, more than any month that I can remember, I used Netflix to escape. 

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