what's cool about spring
what's cool:
- opening the windows so that we can breathe in fresh air
- some guy playing sax on the street, his music leaking into here
what's not:
- fire truck, police car sirens
- eventually, the smog will come in too
- opening the windows so that we can breathe in fresh air
- some guy playing sax on the street, his music leaking into here
what's not:
- fire truck, police car sirens
- eventually, the smog will come in too
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We left Toronto in early August of last year. I've been back all of six or seven times since for meetings. I, fortunately, didn't T.A. at York and my salary isn't really paid by York; they just issue my paycheque on behalf of someone else. I haven't had to teach since I was at Carleton... although I was almost (and still might be) roped into teaching at Carleton again. I'm divided on the issue. I wouldn't mind teaching a fourth year seminar, but I'm not too inclined to teach lower level courses.
So, in sum: all I do, really, is my research/writing. And I walk the dogs. And, on weekends, we explore the backwoods on logging roads, dirt roads, abandoned railways, etc. It's a rather nice and privileged life, I must say.