8:14 in Brampton

There’s a fine line between adventure & misadventure. This morning, a friend & I crossed it several times. When you try to pull good times out of the air things can go wrong. However when you roll with a team like I do, a memorable story is never that far away. You’ve just got to put in work to get there.

Time for another adventure @thatCSAguy *Happy Dance*—
: Tresha (TRISHA) (@shesILLIN) August 24, 2011

My Leg: Patiently Waiting

It’s interesting how up until a few weeks ago I could have cared less about the situation developing behind my right calf. After one trip to the doctor though, I just want it to be over. It’s not about me being afraid of surgery or being in pain. I just want to get back to life (*Sings* Back to reality).

I'd like to know the reasoning as to why some shit has happened damnit!—
: Tresha (@shesILLIN) June 22, 2011

Can You Smell It?

Over the course of the past week, I’ve become a wrestling fan again. It’s something that I thought would take some work, but it happened relatively easily. How can one reopen a chapter of his childhood so easily? … IT DOESN’T MATTER HOW!

If ya smell la la la la la what #TheROCK… is cookin'!—
: Tresha (@shesILLIN) February 15, 2011

Fries With That

Yesterday, two of my favourite people on the Internet inadvertently reminded me of a story that I had almost forgotten. One had recently made a trip down to the States & the other had mentioned that she ended up at a certain restaurant that we all know & love. How do those end up as a story? Well, it is me we’re dealing with.