Why I love Bloor St.

Whenever I go for a walk along Bloor St.---the part that runs westward from U of T---I expect to run into people I know. And since I haven't lived in Toronto that long, and don't know that many people (other than historians), this is saying something, I think. Even on a Saturday, when there are no classes and thus it's less likely to run into friends from the department, I still expect to see people I know. And I almost always do, like I did today. It's nice.

The reason, of course, is that there are a lot of students living in this area, and there are a lot of oft-frequented stores along the Spadina-Bathurst strip. But even though there's a good reason for running into people, I still think it's kinda neat. And I like it.

So who did I see today? LB, who's a year ahead of me in the program. He has a new baby at home, and is going to spend the next year in the south of France. Awesome. Isn't it nice when people have happy lives? I sound sappy, which is unusual for me, but I guess I'm in a sappy mood. I've been reading over the papers of my co-panelists---I'm presenting a paper at a conference next Friday---and I'm feeling inspired.

Back to work!