amusements, parks
this past week or so has been quite a rollercoaster ride emotionally. so many ups and downs. i've been feeling utterly out of control, like i'm someone's puppet. everything is weaved together somehow, but making sense of the flow of things... well, i'm not.
the weekend was good, on saturday i went back to rauma to hang out with friends at klustermus, and see mia's dead girl gig at the afterparty. the cool sea breeze was welcome, after stifling hot turku streets. i shocked some german tourists with my whiskey drinking but as usual it did nothing much for me. i don't get it. i drink so rarely i should pass out from a drop of the stuff, but no. i chased the flaskful with cider, lonkero and beer and finally, when it was time to go to bed, i started to feel drunk a bit. it was good to see people. but there's never enough time.
on sunday maailman mukavin poika drove us to a flea market in the countryside... insane place. i made two pairs of amazing finds in the huge, dark attic straight from my craziest dreams. in my woozy boozed state the springy floor and the towering clothes racks were a bit too much to handle. lace-up boots they were, the finds, one black and one white(y) pair, thank you very much. 12,50€ in total! the white ones claimed to be size 35 (4½) which momentarily sent me reeling with disappointment, but they fit perfectly. i couldn't believe my luck, only a few days before i had written down "white boots" in one of my vein of gold exercises. i'm destined to be a circus princess, watch out...
the dolls you get near the nuclear power plant...
after a ride home that seemed to go on forever i had the pleasure to eat a cheap and tasty pizza no.8 at napoli on the corner of koulukatu and puutarhakatu. the pasta salad alone would've filled me up! and the waitress was so wonderfully beaming i couldn't believe it. i took half of the pizza home to have the next day, but only a fifth or so survived the evening. i couldn't help myself from devouring! i scrubbed my new boots with pore-saippua soap and they got whiter but a lot of black marks and stains remained. my friend called and said she would come with me to see the drones and i could stay the night at her place. i was so happy, i had hoped things would take that turn since my plan had been to go alone and take a night bus to turku.
ironically, that call turned out to be a curse in disguise...
i left to helsinki early on monday, because i was meant to meet my friend after she got off early from work. well, she didn't. i waited and waited at the plague park, and then she was even late for being late. in the middle of all the waiting i got a call from sadekoira and was informed the gig had been cancelled because the drones had missed the boat. suddenly the trip to helsinki that i couldn't even afford was all in vain. and you don't get money back from useless train travels.
ironically, that 40€ could've been my friday ticket to ruisrock, and seeing the flaming lips...
i had an amazing piece of mud cake at some café, and got a post card with a detachable organ donor card. i've been meaning to fill out one for ages, but it's been one of those things.. i urged my friend to buy a pair of shoes she wasn't supposed to buy. they were beautiful, ankle-high boots in white leather and off-white suede, with wing-like buttoning on the side. i saw some nice pairs for myself too, but i'm lucky enough not to own a credit card.
we walked from the city centre to kallio, and met this guy on the way →
i guess it's true what they say about finnish cities and polar bears!
the next day was cold and rainy and i had only packed for heat. my friend gave me black pantyhose that saved my life. i wanted to take the adventure walk i always plan on, roaming the streets slowly and finding new things, but as always, i visited weigh&pay and hopped on the metro. the w&p girl was really nice and gave me detailed instructions on finding a shop that might sell what i was looking for (can't tell, could ruin a future surprise). i bought a huge bag of wasabi peas there, paid more than i should've. ironically, little did i know...
i didn't really understand much of the instructions the nice girl gave me, but by sheer intuition i managed to find the right location, which turned out to be in the world trade center. the shop i was looking for wasn't anywhere to be found, but something much better was waiting for me. all i saw was a shop window with the text "missing home?" and a jellybelly logo, and suddenly i was in treat wonderland! with my tight budget, i really had to turn a blind eye on most everything, but jellybellies and dandelion&burdock soda were a must, as well as canned pumpkin. (and aaron, they even had evaporated milk!) i thought i'd made it but the madness continued at the kamppi k-market, where i steered from a herd of japanese tourists and took a fateful turn to an aisle-end with more US temptations. i got reese's peanut butter cups and hot tamales cinnamon candy and then i had to run, because i had no money and the fluffy vanilla marshmallow spread & the oreo cereal & the cherry 7-up were hard to resist! i only wanted a couple of carelian pies for lunch... if i wasn't so broke my back would now be, for i would've carried such a load home.
then i waited for my friend again, who called to say she wasn't getting out of work early like she'd promised, then waited again, she was 15 minutes late, half an hour, an hour and a half... by then i started for the train station, really pissed off and tired and hungry. she finally called and was very apologetic, but it was no good. i was too tired to really be mad, but i was offended and upset that i'd wasted hours (and euros!) in helsinki when i could've been home by then. i was a little worried for her as well, that she doesn't know where to draw the line with work duties. people will drain the life out of you if you let them.
i got the exactly same seat on the way home, carriage 3, window seat 17. this time i faced the wrong way, again. i usually always get those seats. i noticed a man staring at me but i ignored him and he soon left for the restaurant car. when he returned, his seat was still free, but he asked me whether the one next to me was taken. then he started to talk about some friend he was supposed to meet on the train but wasn't there, and i really was in no mood for talking with a random dude and uttered something, closing my eyes. he asked me if i was sleeping and apologized, and started sleeping too. what a fitting end for the trip, a sweaty man stinking of beer next to me in a hot train for the rest of the way!
at least the now whiter boots were super comfy! i noticed a nail sticking out, on the heel inside, in the morning. i had no insoles and my friend had no hammer or the like to be found. that's why i skipped the adventures and took to public transport, but in the end even the nail didn't chafe! i thought my feet would be killing me but the walk home from the station was all right, even though i was exhausted. and the boots only smell of an attic, not stinky feet at all. i love them.
♥
i was offered a 3-day gig packing vegetables but i refused, it would only complicate my life more. i need a job badly, though, i'm in such deep debt. i never thought i'd end up in this mess. i want to move to a quieter, cheaper place, but i can't afford to move out of my too expensive apartment because it's impossible to save for a deposit in advance! if anyone knows of a nice, cat-friendly apartment in turku that's 30m2 or more and 400€ or less with a balcony or a yard, available in the fall, please please let me know!
i had a very exotic dinner consisting of carrot and nettle pancakes with a sort of chutney made of rowanberry preserve and gooseberry jam mixed with sambal oelek chili paste, and fried tofu. oddly enough, it was rather good, considering most everything was a bit past their prime. the pancakes came from the most horrible carrot purée soup i've ever made, and the batter stood in the fridge for days before i had the chance to make pancakes. and the mold on the jam, well, it was only on one spot...
now i have fever again, and what feels like a sack of hay for lungs. i've been sewing some simple things and they make me happy. i hope someone will buy them too. i should be in bed but instead i go out and buy cheap notebooks from indiska, when i really have no money for food, even. i'm stocking up, i tell myself. they're for my morning pages, three a day. that eats up notebooks pretty fast. i stretched some strings up on the balcony and trained the sweet peas to climb up, but the wind took them down. i hope they remember which way to go anyway. i have radishes and salad, basil and sage and mint, a lemon tree with a total of four leaves already... valerian is blossoming and smells heavenly. the succulents are doing poorly. i fear i killed the baby aloe, it was doing so good and then i accidentally over-watered and it's been a funny colour ever since. the big one took offence also, when i moved it outside. i worry over them.
the clouds have been wild tonight. no thunder like i hoped, though.
just a cold, cold night.
the weekend was good, on saturday i went back to rauma to hang out with friends at klustermus, and see mia's dead girl gig at the afterparty. the cool sea breeze was welcome, after stifling hot turku streets. i shocked some german tourists with my whiskey drinking but as usual it did nothing much for me. i don't get it. i drink so rarely i should pass out from a drop of the stuff, but no. i chased the flaskful with cider, lonkero and beer and finally, when it was time to go to bed, i started to feel drunk a bit. it was good to see people. but there's never enough time.
on sunday maailman mukavin poika drove us to a flea market in the countryside... insane place. i made two pairs of amazing finds in the huge, dark attic straight from my craziest dreams. in my woozy boozed state the springy floor and the towering clothes racks were a bit too much to handle. lace-up boots they were, the finds, one black and one white(y) pair, thank you very much. 12,50€ in total! the white ones claimed to be size 35 (4½) which momentarily sent me reeling with disappointment, but they fit perfectly. i couldn't believe my luck, only a few days before i had written down "white boots" in one of my vein of gold exercises. i'm destined to be a circus princess, watch out...
the dolls you get near the nuclear power plant...
after a ride home that seemed to go on forever i had the pleasure to eat a cheap and tasty pizza no.8 at napoli on the corner of koulukatu and puutarhakatu. the pasta salad alone would've filled me up! and the waitress was so wonderfully beaming i couldn't believe it. i took half of the pizza home to have the next day, but only a fifth or so survived the evening. i couldn't help myself from devouring! i scrubbed my new boots with pore-saippua soap and they got whiter but a lot of black marks and stains remained. my friend called and said she would come with me to see the drones and i could stay the night at her place. i was so happy, i had hoped things would take that turn since my plan had been to go alone and take a night bus to turku.
ironically, that call turned out to be a curse in disguise...
i left to helsinki early on monday, because i was meant to meet my friend after she got off early from work. well, she didn't. i waited and waited at the plague park, and then she was even late for being late. in the middle of all the waiting i got a call from sadekoira and was informed the gig had been cancelled because the drones had missed the boat. suddenly the trip to helsinki that i couldn't even afford was all in vain. and you don't get money back from useless train travels.
ironically, that 40€ could've been my friday ticket to ruisrock, and seeing the flaming lips...
i had an amazing piece of mud cake at some café, and got a post card with a detachable organ donor card. i've been meaning to fill out one for ages, but it's been one of those things.. i urged my friend to buy a pair of shoes she wasn't supposed to buy. they were beautiful, ankle-high boots in white leather and off-white suede, with wing-like buttoning on the side. i saw some nice pairs for myself too, but i'm lucky enough not to own a credit card.
we walked from the city centre to kallio, and met this guy on the way →
i guess it's true what they say about finnish cities and polar bears!
the next day was cold and rainy and i had only packed for heat. my friend gave me black pantyhose that saved my life. i wanted to take the adventure walk i always plan on, roaming the streets slowly and finding new things, but as always, i visited weigh&pay and hopped on the metro. the w&p girl was really nice and gave me detailed instructions on finding a shop that might sell what i was looking for (can't tell, could ruin a future surprise). i bought a huge bag of wasabi peas there, paid more than i should've. ironically, little did i know...
i didn't really understand much of the instructions the nice girl gave me, but by sheer intuition i managed to find the right location, which turned out to be in the world trade center. the shop i was looking for wasn't anywhere to be found, but something much better was waiting for me. all i saw was a shop window with the text "missing home?" and a jellybelly logo, and suddenly i was in treat wonderland! with my tight budget, i really had to turn a blind eye on most everything, but jellybellies and dandelion&burdock soda were a must, as well as canned pumpkin. (and aaron, they even had evaporated milk!) i thought i'd made it but the madness continued at the kamppi k-market, where i steered from a herd of japanese tourists and took a fateful turn to an aisle-end with more US temptations. i got reese's peanut butter cups and hot tamales cinnamon candy and then i had to run, because i had no money and the fluffy vanilla marshmallow spread & the oreo cereal & the cherry 7-up were hard to resist! i only wanted a couple of carelian pies for lunch... if i wasn't so broke my back would now be, for i would've carried such a load home.
then i waited for my friend again, who called to say she wasn't getting out of work early like she'd promised, then waited again, she was 15 minutes late, half an hour, an hour and a half... by then i started for the train station, really pissed off and tired and hungry. she finally called and was very apologetic, but it was no good. i was too tired to really be mad, but i was offended and upset that i'd wasted hours (and euros!) in helsinki when i could've been home by then. i was a little worried for her as well, that she doesn't know where to draw the line with work duties. people will drain the life out of you if you let them.
i got the exactly same seat on the way home, carriage 3, window seat 17. this time i faced the wrong way, again. i usually always get those seats. i noticed a man staring at me but i ignored him and he soon left for the restaurant car. when he returned, his seat was still free, but he asked me whether the one next to me was taken. then he started to talk about some friend he was supposed to meet on the train but wasn't there, and i really was in no mood for talking with a random dude and uttered something, closing my eyes. he asked me if i was sleeping and apologized, and started sleeping too. what a fitting end for the trip, a sweaty man stinking of beer next to me in a hot train for the rest of the way!
at least the now whiter boots were super comfy! i noticed a nail sticking out, on the heel inside, in the morning. i had no insoles and my friend had no hammer or the like to be found. that's why i skipped the adventures and took to public transport, but in the end even the nail didn't chafe! i thought my feet would be killing me but the walk home from the station was all right, even though i was exhausted. and the boots only smell of an attic, not stinky feet at all. i love them.
♥
i was offered a 3-day gig packing vegetables but i refused, it would only complicate my life more. i need a job badly, though, i'm in such deep debt. i never thought i'd end up in this mess. i want to move to a quieter, cheaper place, but i can't afford to move out of my too expensive apartment because it's impossible to save for a deposit in advance! if anyone knows of a nice, cat-friendly apartment in turku that's 30m2 or more and 400€ or less with a balcony or a yard, available in the fall, please please let me know!
i had a very exotic dinner consisting of carrot and nettle pancakes with a sort of chutney made of rowanberry preserve and gooseberry jam mixed with sambal oelek chili paste, and fried tofu. oddly enough, it was rather good, considering most everything was a bit past their prime. the pancakes came from the most horrible carrot purée soup i've ever made, and the batter stood in the fridge for days before i had the chance to make pancakes. and the mold on the jam, well, it was only on one spot...
now i have fever again, and what feels like a sack of hay for lungs. i've been sewing some simple things and they make me happy. i hope someone will buy them too. i should be in bed but instead i go out and buy cheap notebooks from indiska, when i really have no money for food, even. i'm stocking up, i tell myself. they're for my morning pages, three a day. that eats up notebooks pretty fast. i stretched some strings up on the balcony and trained the sweet peas to climb up, but the wind took them down. i hope they remember which way to go anyway. i have radishes and salad, basil and sage and mint, a lemon tree with a total of four leaves already... valerian is blossoming and smells heavenly. the succulents are doing poorly. i fear i killed the baby aloe, it was doing so good and then i accidentally over-watered and it's been a funny colour ever since. the big one took offence also, when i moved it outside. i worry over them.
the clouds have been wild tonight. no thunder like i hoped, though.
just a cold, cold night.