Just wanted to say thanks to all the people that are supporting (M.T. local 508) in the fight to keep our rights intact. Especially the two pretty ladies in the black minivan who brought us coffee and timbits, and the hotel (D.H.) that brought us H.C. —Local 508 Scotia Square location

I saw you Feb 1st buying a beer. You were kinda short and dressed in clothes that reminded me so much of Lord of the Rings (for lack of a better way to put it.) Dark brimmed hat, long hair and a messenger bag. You drank the beer outside and then left.

Yesterday I was walking down Granville Street after checking out an art gallery around noon. You were outside smoking. Which I thought was so weird because I couldn't stop thinking about you. And then I see you on the opposite side of downtown! You looked at me but I don't know if you remembered me from the night before.

I dont know if you noticed me or if I'm even your type. But I'm so intrigued by you. —Hope I See You Again

PK- I hope you have a fantastically wonderful 30th birthday and many wonderful years to come :). —PF

In light of the transit strike, I just wanted to say how warm and fuzzy it makes me to see people coming together to get where they need to go. Twitter was ablaze with people offering drives, coffee shops are offering free coffee to carpool of 4... just wow. Personally, I'd like to thank the multiple people in my own office who made sure I had a drive - otherwise it would have been a cold, rage filled hour walk to work this morning. Keep it up Hali, the strike might last 3 days or 3 months but helping each other get by is priceless <3. —Carpooling Partner and Thankful For It

Bus drivers come back. I love you. And not just because you get to where I need to go, but because you were friendly and I often had conversations with you. Opened your doors with a smile on your face (most times) and put up with the most ridiculous people. I have drives to and from work but it's just not the same. I won't see any of the interesting people that get on these buses, or some of the sexy drivers. It hasn't even been a whole day and I miss you already. —Sad Commuter

Most mornings, I walk or bike to work Downtown around 7:30 am. Most mornings, I’m relatively alone on my journey: I see some leaving-the-house activities in the neighbourhood I pass through, enjoy the silent swish of the speed skaters on the Common, and share an occasional nod of mutual approval with another biker. This morning was different, and wonderful. Whole pockets of people walked alongside me crossing the Commons, making new trails through freshly fallen snow. Our breaths made little clouds as the sun rose slowly over the Halifax Citadel. Being together, doing this walking-to-work thing made me feel like part of a connected community, and the beauty of the morning was lovely to share. I know the strike is a bitch for many, but it made my day. Please, if you worked to work during the strike and liked it, don’t go back to sitting on the bus – stay with me. —The One Who Smiled As We Walked

Beeb, you're wonderful just the way you are. Sometimes you let the world get you down, but the future is a beautiful thing and it is there for us to embrace it. My love is not filled with preconditions or biases, I love you for who you are.

Girl, you know that I love your ruggedness and the fact that you don't need any of that fancy bullshit. You keep it real. Just like the way I love the squint of your eyes and the grimace of pleasure on your face when you hear a dope bassline, I love the way you can legitimately care and reach out to those around you. Even when you are down.

Girl, your forward motion is contagious. You have persevered and gone through it all. Don't stop now. Lets keep on pushing forward. Love —Your Synthesist

You make me a better person, a believer, a lover, a free bird. You light my fire and heal me, you are the light beaming from the sun catchers as we run hand in hand our favourite song trailing our footsteps. For all those who don't believe in True Love I am here to say it is real. I found it 4 years ago and still experience it every day. Thank you my man on the moon for making me so happy always. I was lost but now am found, was blind but now I see... —We First Met at a Friend's House

Hello you sexxy Poe readin', H.P. lovecraft worshipin' ball of insanity and love... you have hipped me to my favourite literature, taken care of me when no one else would, and offered perspectives on things that I swear must have come from the abyss. Would you kindly show yourself on Quinpool more so I can study your every move, calculate your every gesticulation and ask you to marry me? Thanks. —Josephine

Much love and many thanks to the guy who prompted John Pinette on Tuesday to do his ewok impression - you took the words right out of my mouth. And what a great show! An additional shout out to the ever-amazing comedian John Pinette. I've been looking forward to that routine forever. —Jonha?