What a World We Live In — Junkified

There is nothing better than receiving an unasked for Dick PIC on a beautiful Friday morning.  Seriously, what has this world come to.  You can’t even have a drink with a man without him assuming that’s code for “please send me a picture of your flaccid penis.”

Maybe I’m getting old, but is this really what dating has become?  What happened to the old fashion style of getting to know someone before showing them your genitals? This type of courtship, believe it or not, does not work for me.  I’m sorry to break it to you men, but a nake pic of your weiner will not get you a second date with me.  Let me tell you what kind of reaction you will get from me….

First, I will tell you to stop messaging me, and I will likely throw a few not so choice words in the mix.  Second, I am going to show everyone I know your ity bity dinky, and we will all laugh at it.  Is that what you were hoping for?  If so, you succeeded.  Every girl in my office has had a good ol’ laugh at your bits today.  I would think most men are not looking for laughter when it comes to their penis.  But, hey, what do I know — I have an innie.

I will never understand the thought process behind sending dick pics.  Maybe that’s it — there is no thought.  Just a primal instinct to get the dick out there and see who bites.  In this post, I’d like to get the message out to all them dick pic sending men in the world.  PLEASE STOP!  You will have much better luck by being a gentleman.  Even if you have an amazing looking Tool, we still don’t want to get a picture of it.  There may be a select few out there that this will work on, but is that really the type of woman you are looking for?  I sure hope not.

I don’t know if it’s a thing for men to receive unwanted female junk pics, but if it is, well shame on the women sending them.  Have some respect for yourselves.  On that note — I’m off for an afterwork Friday beverage.  I need something to erase the floppy noodle picture stuck in my brain.

Happy Friday Bloggers and may you all have a junk pic free weekend.

Firestorm

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My view of the world is full of smoke and ashes.  The wildfires in BC have full cities evacuated, and over 40,000 of them have come to our city for refuge.  The air is thick with smoke, and everyone is feeling the stress of the situation.  I haven’t written in over a week because I’ve been so consumed with the devastation.  Our city’s residents have gone above and beyond to support and house the evacuees, and I couldn’t be more proud to live where I do.

Unfortunately, the heavy smoke makes it impossible to feel good.  People are staying inside, and everyone is feeling down and restless.  I haven’t been able to run outside in weeks — thank god for the gym.  I’m really noticing the affect the smoke has had on my lungs.   I’m struggling with cardio, and I haven’t even attempted a heavy strength day.  My dog is restless because I won’t take her outside.  She is so small, and I worry the smoke will be too much for her little lungs.  My evenings are spent in my bedroom with curtains shut and Netflix playing.  My living room has floor to ceiling windows that highlight the haze over our town.

This past week has been difficult, as I watch people on Facebook and TV cry for their lost pets and homes.  Our downtown businesses are filled with displaced people trying to keep themselves busy, so as not to think about whether or not they will have a home to return to.  It’s a sad and scary time for our province.  My only hope is that we will catch a break with the weather and get some rain.  Unlikely, but I hope none-the-less.  Currently our weather has been extremely hot with high winds.  The wind is what brings the billows of smoke into the valley of our city.  Everywhere smells like a campfire even inside buildings and cars.  If I knew a dance for rain, I’d do it all day.

 

Smoke On The Water — AND Everywhere Else

A view of our city at mid-day

The whole province is on fire, and we are living in the land of smoke and ash.  Thousands of people from cities all across British Columbia have been evacuated from their homes due to 100s of out of control wildfires.  High winds blow smoke and ash through the valley, and it’s near impossible to breathe in our city right now.

Currently, my city is not in danger, as there are no fires close enough to be threatening.  The smoke, however, has dramatically effected our air quality.  Residence have been told to stay indoors as much as possible, and many people are walking the streets wearing face masks.  Local businesses have set up temporary shelters or have offered meals for neighbouring town evacuees.   It’s a scary time for our province, and it doesn’t look like things will get better anytime soon.

The interior of BC gets hot and dry during the summer, and this year’s fires are mostly due to lightening strikes.  Between river floods and wildfires, this has been a bad year for us.  Mother nature’s been one pissed off lady, and I hope she gets it out of her system real soon.  I’m sad for all the people who have lost their homes and businesses…. It’s a reminder of how fast life can change.  It’s scary to know that our lives can be altered by the change of the wind.

On a more personal note, I’ve been struggling to find my footing again in life.  My anxiety disorder makes it difficult for me to adjust to changes in my routine.  This year, I have pushed myself back into the dating world, and so far it has done nothing but send me spinning.  My emotions have been all over the map, and I’m having to relearn how to manage my days.  I’ve written very little in the past few months; I just can’t seem to find my rhythm.  Basically, I’m completely out of sorts.

For now, all I can do is manage one minute, hour, day at a time.

For all those evacuated from your homes, I’m sending out a little prayer (to whom ever maybe listening).