French bakeries in Toronto:

In my humble opinion, Bonjour Brioche is the best. However, it is impossible to get in to so what's the point.

Second best and likely soon to be my favourite since I'll be living around the corner from it,

Pain Perdu. I see many croissants in my future - which is not necessarily a good thing. Brunch at my place!

Okay so someone has started publishing an evening free newspaper t.o.night which they are aggressively giving away at the subway stations at rush hour. This isn't a terrible idea really, it is just a terrible newspaper. It does however have this one page called "Shout Outs" which seems to be gaining a cult following on the Go Train. People email in messages to other passengers or about other passengers. It's all quite odd. It's like there is a rush hour Go sub-culture that the rest of us just do not understand. Maybe the air is thinner in the suburbs...

West End Girl

Well more middle really but west of middle. But close to the second best French bakery in the city - since I couldn't find a place near the first best one. The apartment itself is worth the slightly longer commute. Maybe I'll never leave home.

I think I have discovered that brain doesn't have any more room. I'm taking in quite a bit of new information currently but I think it's full now. This might prove to be a problem. I'll keep you posted.

New home and roller derby!

Roller Derby is awesome.

First roller derby experience this past weekend - bachelorette party, arriving at a former airplane hanger in North York in stretch limos. This seemed somehow appropriate in an ironic way. Sure beats taking the TTC! And I had no idea that my friend the bachelorette had been a competitive roller skater growing up. My new quest is to convince her to be a Jammer on one of our teams. It's destiny!!!

I still wish I'd made it to a game in DC since in the States they have actual grown up facilities, though I kinda liked the underground feel of a rink created out of red spike tape in a circle on concrete. Well you all know that I could go punk at any time and if I had any stitch of coordination I'd be skating with the best of them. Ripped fishnets and all.

And after what felt like a really long time, I have finally found an apartment. It is super cute, with a lot of character and is actually a place I think I'll feel truly at home for the first time in ages. Of course the movers are going to hate me since it's up two flights of quite narrow stairs...oops...the current tenants have a bed up there, so it must be possible!

The Kennedy Center called me today for my opinion on something. As I'm just starting week 3 in this new job and am sort of frustrated with the poor organization of the place and not feeling like I'm affecting change quickly enough - this was an awesome call. Of course it also made me miss them and miss DC and wish that I was somehow doing something different with my life.

I'm sure once I find a place to live I'll feel better. I actually saw a nice sized brand new townhouse after work today. It's overpriced but I could likely talk them down.

Anyone have any thoughts on Dundas and Broadview? It's a bit "up and coming" still so I don't know what to think...

Reason to be vegetarian

Clearly it was slaughter day at the abattoir down the road. Four trucks full of pigs passed me on my way to and from the grocery store this morning.

People complain about the slaughterhouse being allowed to remain in the city limits - as it is now surrounded by condos - because the smell is quite pungent. But I think it's important that people remember where their food comes from and maybe make some different choices because of that.

Of course I found the trucks quite distressing, crammed full as they were. They were eerily quiet as they passed me.

Added bonus to the night...a Bones on TV that I didn't see this season. So a little splash of DC.

Tonight I can hear the Man U -Celtics friendly game at the Skydome. If I listen carefully I can even hear the actual cheers. It must be crazy loud inside (though the dome is open - I hope I wouldn't be able to hear it closed....)

The universe sent my tax return!! (well my Dad did but that counts). So since I've been in negative cash flow for quite some time now, this feels like a million dollars. I love the universe!

Now, if it could bring me a handsome, quirky boyfriend and a happy place to live I'm set and will ask for nothing further.

Oh, except those rolly chairs for the office...