Marché Jean Talon

It's been a killer five days in Montreal. I haven't been since May and I'm still trying to translate research into a dissertation. I'm taking the 6pm milk run back to Toronto, making all the station stops, giving me plenty of time to ponder how on earth I'll produce a chapter per month from now 'til February.

Okay, so they're drafts, and to be honest I'm excited. Besides, my friends, colleagues and supervisors are freakin awesome.