Love in the Time of Cholera

I love vacation because I read/finish books. I finally finished this monster. And it was as satisfying as the fake-cholera-ridden river ride that ends the book. Sunny says she likes it because it's so extreme. Who on earth loves like that?

Sarah, thank you for the Valentine's Day card. It was a pleasant surprise, and the only one I received this year. We are indeed both romantic idealists, and I am told how annoying that worldview is to people who neither share it nor wish to.

In other news, the U.S. economy is in the midst of collapse and I again am in a position of having to make difficult budget decisions that impact staff. This wears on the soul.

Consequently, I have offered downgrading my own position to half-time status, mostly for selfish reasons. Maybe I could work on that book I've been meaning to write. (Can I get a benefactor - or at least a sugar daddy?)

Or maybe I could use the time to practice the guitar and violin.

Or to cook a decent meal at home. (Can I get cancer from a daily diet of microwave dinners?)

Not that it matters. I highly doubt they will accept my oh-so-generous offer.