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Writer's Block: No place like home
Jul. 14th, 2010 11:51 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]
I love the views, I love the pristine and massive land reserves in the city, I love the size of the (and consequently goods/services available), I love the amount of sunshine, and I love the people who open and give when there's been a tragedy. (A few weeks ago, a young boy was killed by the LRT--when I went past the station later that week, I found piles of flowers and teddy bears and cards and gifts.)
I hate the snow that extends into June (I love snow, but not that late into the year), I hate the slowness of public transit, I hate the hilliness of some parts because cars and buses get stuck or slide down the icy slopes, I hate the fact that the City Council gets trashed by people all the time--I wish people'd be grateful, for once--and I hate the scorn that's often piled on top of my province (and city) for its oilsands.
I love the views, I love the pristine and massive land reserves in the city, I love the size of the (and consequently goods/services available), I love the amount of sunshine, and I love the people who open and give when there's been a tragedy. (A few weeks ago, a young boy was killed by the LRT--when I went past the station later that week, I found piles of flowers and teddy bears and cards and gifts.)
I hate the snow that extends into June (I love snow, but not that late into the year), I hate the slowness of public transit, I hate the hilliness of some parts because cars and buses get stuck or slide down the icy slopes, I hate the fact that the City Council gets trashed by people all the time--I wish people'd be grateful, for once--and I hate the scorn that's often piled on top of my province (and city) for its oilsands.
