...kickin' it in the 'hood...

My neighbourhood is called "The Annex." I'm not exactly sure what it's been annexed from, because it certainly seems like it's located smack-dab in the middle of things...but no one's really been able to tell me. I'm sure it's historical, and being a historian perhaps I should make a more concerted effort to find out. Or, it could be one of those moments where when I do actually find out, I go..."ooooohhhhh, yeah, I knew that already." Unfortunately, for a historian I have an utterly crap memory.

So my neighbourhood, 'The Annex,' is fairly student friendly being located about 5 mins or so from the University of Toronto. It's also a bit 'crunchy granola' if you know what I mean, and slightly artsy. I fit right in. My street is surrounded by the growing and expanding Harbord Street to the south, and the ever-changing, hip-and-happening Bloor Street to the north. Bloor Street seems to be one of those places that if you walk up and down it for a long time, you'll run into just about every person you've ever known, as well as no less than 20 new sushi restaurants. As a bonus, you can take every person you know to a different sushi restaurant.

Today was a funny day around my neighbourhood. I ran up the street to fax something off to my University and then go to the drug store and supermarket. I saw a few people I recognized from high school on my street and then in the supermarket ran into a guy I vaguely knew from OPC - Adam Pounder. Don't worry, I pretended not to know him. He did the same. Maybe now though, people will do a search for his name and my blog page will come up. Then as I was walking home, I saw some more people from school, this time elementary. I swear, no one moves in this neighbourhood. I mean, why would you?

It is, after all, THE Annex.

We're no Austria.