Saturday, July 15, 2006

4 libraries, a print shop, and Sid Smith.

That's what I did today. Well, for an hour and a quarter of it, anyways. I have a total love-hate relationship with Robarts, and the hate comes out on days like today, when it doesn't have ALL the books I want. And then I have to go to Trin, Pratt, and Kelly to get the rest. Sigh. But I should stop whining, 'cause this totally beats my old university, which had one library, and not an especially big one at that. Yes, Robarts, I do love you indeed. So strange-looking and oppressive, but within your concrete walls you house one of the finest colections of what I need on the planet! And, it's absolutely the best place to run into fellow history grad students. I ran into two of them there today.

But I digress. So, I was really motoring this afternoon in the squelching heat. (I even wore a hat to ward off future sun-inflicted headaches.) I walked to Robarts, Trin, and Pratt to return and take out books, then off to the print shop on Yonge to pick up the newsletter. Me, the box, and my backpack semi-full of books then headed off to Kelly to take out more stuff, and then to Sid Smith. I made it to the department just as it was closing. Phew! I then chatted with JS for a while in his office. I hadn't seen him since American Thanksgiving, so it was nice to catch up. Robarts was the last stop, to get more books which I lugged home. Unfortunately, my feet were by this point very unhappy with me. I stupidly wore nice heeled strappy sandals, which is so not what I ought to have worn to go trekking all over campus and downtown and back. Stupid, stupid me, and I have no one to blame but myself! I now have big blisters on the bottoms of my feet. Ouch.

In other news, I've decided that Russian history actually is cool, and that I do like it. I'm reading Donald Raleigh's Experiencing Russia's Civil War. It's quite good.

1 comment:

ec said...

strappy sandals, ey? well you know what they say, pain for fashion. heck, i know what im talking about (kind of). at least you looked purty trekking around in your travels.