Category Archives: Missions in Real Time

mission #8: everything is going to be ok.

Oc·to·ber [ok-toh-ber] noun 1.the tenth month of the year, containing 31 days; many of which may be overcast and present signs of the impending 7 months of rain thus causing every level headed Vancouverite to be engulfed in hyperbolic throws of seasonal affective disorder. Vancouverites never cease to amaze

mission #8: everything is going to be ok.

Oc·to·ber [ok-toh-ber] noun 1.the tenth month of the year, containing 31 days; many of which may be overcast and present signs of the impending 7 months of rain thus causing every level headed Vancouverite to be engulfed in hyperbolic throws of seasonal affective disorder. Vancouverites never cease to amaze

mission #7: i’m a tearable blogger. it’s a rip off.

In my six month hiatus from the blogging world, I lost a family member that taught me some of the most poignant and defining moments in life can come through something as simple as a coffee on a porch step

mission #7: i’m a tearable blogger. it’s a rip off.

In my six month hiatus from the blogging world, I lost a family member that taught me some of the most poignant and defining moments in life can come through something as simple as a coffee on a porch step

mission #6: message in a comically tiny bottle.

I’m not quite sure when it happened but somewhere along the way, I starting collection other people’s notes. Not notes to me or for me but notes left and found by two total strangers. Some of them were left deliberately

mission #6: message in a comically tiny bottle.

I’m not quite sure when it happened but somewhere along the way, I starting collection other people’s notes. Not notes to me or for me but notes left and found by two total strangers. Some of them were left deliberately

mission #5: gas station salvation.

Double Mission Week! Double Mission Week! As you may or may not know, last week I fell off the bandwagon and am making up for it with double mission mojo this week. Mission #5 taught me two very important things:

mission #5: gas station salvation.

Double Mission Week! Double Mission Week! As you may or may not know, last week I fell off the bandwagon and am making up for it with double mission mojo this week. Mission #5 taught me two very important things:

mission #4: a tale in two coffeeshops

So I fell off the bandwagon for a week due to a bout of strep and a pile of paperwork that is still leaving me with the overwhelming urge to curl into a ball and emotionally binge on cheetos. But

mission #4: a tale in two coffeeshops

So I fell off the bandwagon for a week due to a bout of strep and a pile of paperwork that is still leaving me with the overwhelming urge to curl into a ball and emotionally binge on cheetos. But

mission #3: caffiend.

I have a slight caffeine addiction. And by slight, I mean that it took four years to diagnose me with a tremor as previously, my shaking hands were always chalked up to excess coffee. It’s bad. 6 cups a day

mission #3: caffiend.

I have a slight caffeine addiction. And by slight, I mean that it took four years to diagnose me with a tremor as previously, my shaking hands were always chalked up to excess coffee. It’s bad. 6 cups a day

mission #2: a penny for my thoughts.

Round two. A mission dedicated to all those who still pick up lucky pennies. I took 99 pennies and 1 quarter (for good measure and because I couldn’t, for the life of me, fit a Calvin & Hobbes quote on

mission #2: a penny for my thoughts.

Round two. A mission dedicated to all those who still pick up lucky pennies. I took 99 pennies and 1 quarter (for good measure and because I couldn’t, for the life of me, fit a Calvin & Hobbes quote on