I got my roommate back yesterday, after lending her to Finland for a couple of years. On the way home from the airport, we were talking about the fact that we are not afraid to die. Neither one of us wants to die, but if we do, it won’t be with any regrets, since we have chosen to experience the opportunities that have come our way. We haven’t missed out on anything so far. Knowing that any day is a good day to die is kind of a comforting thought if something fatal comes along, as inevitably it will. Being conscious of this fact also makes it feel more important to keep living every day like it’s your last, and to always say “yes” to those things that you want to experience.
Today was a good day. I did a whole day’s worth of work, and then Jen woke up, so we went for a walk to Tim Hortons so I could get used to drinking coffee and other bad habits that she brought with her from Finland. It’s funny because she doesn’t drink coffee at home either. It seems like coffee is more of a social thing, which makes sense. Other people smoke for the same reason. Oh well. If all goes to hell, at least I have good company 😛
Drinking the watery Tim Hortons coffee made me realize how much I appreciated the beautiful espresso I was drinking in France. I started investigating espresso machines, which shows you how far I’ve fallen from not drinking coffee at all. Not surprisingly, it turns out that not all espresso machines are created equal. I can get an el-cheapo espresso machine for about $50, but I don’t trust it. Decent “super automatic” espresso machines start around $1500 and can go up to $10,000 for a machine that makes two cups at once. I’m not sure if I’m ready for that kind of commitment yet…
A pimped out espresso machine would look totally kick ass in that pad of yours, though. And you can set up some lighting so that its lit up like a museum piece. And hook up a little speaker so that when you turn the light on, a choir doing the AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH comes up.
geez…
tim and i are drooling over the kind that can steam milk. i really want to be able to make cappuccinos at home. if you get one like that, you’ll have a third roomate!
*sigh*
seriously though, we have a french press (not my style), and one of these:
https://www.goldaskitchen.com/merchant.ihtml?id=63&pid=1238&step=4
highly recommend. the coffee is great, and the investment is worth it. plus, when we were camping and roughing it, we had awesome coffee 😀
i’m going to cry, $250 at LEAST for one that has a steaming part. damn 🙂
well, not all Jim Thorton’s are created equal now…The one in C-town makes the best coffee for a buck and a quarter. Now If you really like good coffee on the quick, Buy a pound of Starbucks ground medium-Fine and a cup filter, heat the water super hot, pour, steep, remove filter, add your poison and voila!!! a great cup of Joe for real…I do this every morning and I assure you, it’s not no fancy schmancy machine, Just the coffee basics done right. A Cap is always nice, but that is reserved for special times on trips where the feeling is really enhanced and cherished…ie: Paris.;)
oh coffee! yes! im so addicted to coffee this week haha.
Have a good time with jen 🙂
YAY!
yea I always used to think about the fact that we don’t know how much time we have left. I mean future is important and statisticly at this point in my life future is longer than the past. But you don’t really know. I spend all this time doing things I don’t want and don’t like to do so that my future is better. but what if there is no future?
it’s lke they say at the orthodontist office – spend 2 years wearing metal braces but have a beautiful smile for 50 years after that. and what if that kid who got braces at 16 dies at 18. he or she spent a ninth of their life and the years that really matter most with a pound of metal in their mouth.
eer where was i
oh yea
tim hortons.
today. only today did I realize that coffee is life juice. i have not enjoyed anything more in a while man, after getting up at 6am (yea still not over that)