4 posts tagged “jet fuel”

today, while i entered jet fuel, my favourite coffee shop, the owner said "let me hold the door for you, soy mocha queen!". i smiled so hard & said "you got it!"... and then when i ordered, the barista said, "soy mocha?"

it just made me so happy.

i worked on my social work paper there for two and a half hours, then went home and folded laundry and drank orange juice.

i effing hate folding laundry. hate hate hate. it is really difficult for me to handle. i need to take breaks because i get so frustrated. i no longer fold underwear or pajamas because i find that useless.

also, i've been listening to air's album talkie walkie soo much.
I LOVE IT! especially venus & cherry blossom girl.
really into air-ish/caribou-ish stuff right now.

i LOVE my placement and am excited about how i can make it my own-- there is so much room for initiative. i freaking loveeeeee housing work and want to stay in it for a long time.

WE HAVE MICE IN OUR HOUSE AND I HATE THEM and their droppings.

my room is clean. this is exceptional and i am very proud of myself. mostly brought on my the fear of  mice and them hiding in my piles of clothes.
i have been doing a lot of domestic things this weekend, that i have been neglecting lately. i cleaned the washroom, my room, vacuumed, did lots of dishes, did laundry and folded it, ........... they are all a very big struggle for me.

my very own patio, my very own day off

i've spent the afternoon reading the amazing adventures of kavalier & clay. i got the book as a gift from a particularly quirky former co-worker of mine, and am enraptured in the story. my particularly undisciplined ways are not allowing me to finish it as quickly as my inner self wants to, though. on my rooftop patio, i could hear the arcade fire playing from the Neighbor Who Plays Music Too Loud, but this time, it was just right. i coupled the book this afternoon with microwaved meatless chicken strips&pickles and a soy mocha to-go from my across-the-street-coffee-shop-haven, jet fuel. i will find it extremely difficult to ever leave this area, if only because of my fondness for the place- even when i get a snobby barista that makes me feel a little less than welcome. now that's loyalty.

august has been the month of no-work; shifts are far and few between and the past couple weekends have been five-day weekends. i don't mind, but i know my future, less-employed self six months from now will.    as the summer wraps up, i find myself dreaming of the upcoming; new classes, a new placement, growing nephews, the overwhelming idea of graduate school applications, getting the travel bug out of me somehow, and maybe, just maybe, a date.

Hot Docs is a wonderful documentary film festival that goes on every April in Toronto. This year, all screenings before 6pm were free for students. I banked on a few, and saw some films that changed my life (I use this term often and lightly... because really, everything does change your life). I'll include the trailers of the documentaries that i liked. I suck at writing reviews; since I'm such an emotionally-directed person, I usually just end up saying "I loved it soooooooo much". Go writing skills.

1. Carts of Darkness - my favourite i think! about homeless men in north vancouver who ride shopping carts down hilly BC highways as an extreme sport. also documents their bottle collecting, and the wonderful connection between the maker + subjects.

2. White Vans - a short documentary about bike theft. close to my heart, obviously.

3. Memory Books- about HIV+ women in uganda making books for their children to remember thier legacy and heritage. beautiful.

4. The Forgotten Woman - about the current day conditions of widows in India.

5. Bevel Up: Drugs, Users and Outreach Nursing - a subject very close to my heart, about harm reduction initiatives and street nurses in vancouver's downtown east side. so inspiring! 

6. Dear Zachary: A Letter to a Son about His Father - i dare you to see this film and not cry continuously throughout. following how the canadian justice system failed one family deep & hard. oh god, i could talk about this one for a long time.

today was great!

dad was in town for IJM stuff this weekend, so this morning he came by at around 10:30am & threw a snowball at me while i was shovelling the front lawn to announce his presence. then we went to johnny g's (best brunch in town) for breakfast, i had yummy eggs & cheese, homefries, and jam and toast (hellooo carbs!). dad had a western sandwich which he said was delicious. any mention of westerns tend to bring up my less than fortunate experience with westerns two weeks ago.

then we wandered around cabbagetown, stopping in different bakeries & the organic food store, where we picked up treats. then we smuggled some chocolate drizzled butter tarts into jet fuel (my favourite favourite coffee joint of all time) where i became extremely envious of his americano, but had a really great hot chocolate regardless. jet fuel really does have the best espresso in toronto. starbucks is so sub par in comparison.

good catch-up talks with daddio sometimes leads to me crying in public places as shown today. i am just put in awe of how insightful and wise my father is with his ability to speak into my life (along with his general wisdom about much of life.)

then when i got home i journalled for a while then watched too much of the office (bbc) on dvd. then napped. then ate easter chocolates. now it is midnight and i need to start a paper due tomorrow at three pm. i've really been struggling with being able to do homework lately. i just can't bring myself to do it, it's such a bummer.

i am going to try now...