More non-Olympic material, as I wait for Hare Krishnas to return my call (the story of my life). My old college newspaper was founded on Valentine’s Day, so every year they publish a huge issue that day. Any student gets to write a valentine to anybody else. Considering how generally sexually repressed those students generally are, they’re usually an outpouring of lust. (Editing this issue was always much fun, if only to see what you could sneak in about your co-editors.) Here are some random entries:
Samantha Green-Atchley (TC): Thanks for showing me some love. I was getting real lonely…