April 19, 2020

Up early--6 am. Reread chapters from Wasserman's book on the Austrians. In fact, paged through the entire book, marking some passages with post-it notes. Rewrote parts of my review of the book. Spent most of the morning doing that.

Coffee from DD, then drove to Guglhupf for an almond schnecke. It's a beautiful morning.

Watched an episode of Homeland. Lunch was leftover chicken. Napped, then read from Clark Hall's Beowulf. Studied French, especially the past definite.

Watched another episode of Homeland. Dinner was salad and bread.

Forty-minute walk to the Harris-Teeter and back. Ran into Dhruv and Ashwini, my downstairs neighbors. Talked to AR. Made pancakes. Read about the Cotton manuscript collection, Thorkelin's edition of Beowulf, in Altick's Scholar Adventurers, a PDF of which is online.

I let myself go this weekend. Hardly talked to anyone. Didn't shower; didn't even change clothes. Spent the evening reading parts of The MLA Guide to Research in Literature and the poems in the new Sewanee Review and Southern Review. The Sewanee Review has poems by a Memphis poet named Caki Wilkinson. She begins one poem by referring to the Agricenter. I knew immediately what she was talking about.

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