 It’s Valentine’s Day- a Saturday, at that- and I am alone in the library, writing this entry. It’s up to the fine reader to connect the dots on how sad this mental image really is; I just felt that this needed to be put out there in order to set the tone of the entry.
 The campus has entered the academic doldrums. It’s midway through February, midterms aren’t quite here, and summer vacation seems a distant dream. (Correction, it is a distant dream.)
 On the bright side, I am really enjoying my history course on the War of 1898.  (Coincidentally my favorite war of the 1890s. Take that, Greco- Turkish War of 1897!) The instructor is a visiting professor from Panama who has previously tought at UCLA. He really brings some interesting cultural analysis to the course.  (Alas, he is only here until the end of this semester.)
 Well, it’s getting towards late afternoon here in the basement of the library, and it’s looking more and more like an Edward Hopper painting down here… Well, except for the computers… Yikes, really just not my week. Â
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