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How to Conquer the World

I thought about throwing plates. But there is a problem. Who will clean them up?

Maybe I should destroy a dress. But my clothes are rare vintage pieces. They are not replaceable.

Maybe I should pour scotch. But I am craving for apple martini and I don’t know how to mix. Forget alcohol.

Maybe I should eat. But I am already chubby. Who will pay for my personal trainer? Diet programs are expensive.

It was 6:30 p.m. He was still nowhere to be found. Read more

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Don’t Date A Man Who Reads

Don’t date a man who reads. He will be interesting. Your romantic dates will be like Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland. Your late night conversation will take hours to end. He will throw ideas and expect you to bounce something back. Brain exercises are not for the lazies.

Don’t date a man who reads. He is fine spending time on his own. He can entertain himself for hours with or without you. A Brief History of Time might be your worst enemy. You might wonder if he is having an affair with Emma or Jane Eyre. You will always have to share his time with books. And, when you work late, he won’t get upset; books will keep him company. Read more

Cruel Intentions: How I Hacked Tinder And Became The Most Hated Woman In Toronto

On a random afternoon, a sick and twisted little girl decided that she didn’t have enough men hating her yet, so she tried an experiment on Tinder—inspired by a Medium post by Blake Jamieson. Seventeen hours later, she got over 2,015 Tinder matches. That sick and twisted little girl was me, now the most-hated woman in Toronto.

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