<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="yes"?><oembed><version><![CDATA[1.0]]></version><provider_name><![CDATA[the feminist librarian]]></provider_name><provider_url><![CDATA[http://thefeministlibrarian.com]]></provider_url><author_name><![CDATA[Anna Clutterbuck-Cook]]></author_name><author_url><![CDATA[https://thefeministlibrarian.com/author/feministlib/]]></author_url><title><![CDATA[Maps, Photographs, and Other Things Useful to Homeland&nbsp;Security]]></title><type><![CDATA[link]]></type><html><![CDATA[<p></br><b>Boston: Day Three</b></p>
<p>My computer is up and running . . . for the first time, <span style="font-weight:bold;">ever</span>, I have high-speed internet access on my own computer, in my own dorm room.  I have finally arrived in the 21st century.  Whatever Pixies, Nixies, Boggarts or Brownies saw fit to patch up my ethernet allowed their benevolence to run out when it comes to <a href="http://www.geocities.com/annaz_on/index.html">Anna&#8217;zOn</a>, since I can&#8217;t get the page-editing software to work today.  However, other aspects of my multi-media communication arsenal seem to be functioning, so here is what I can offer by way of showing you a bit about my new environs, one weekend in to the adventure.</p>
<p><span style="font-weight:bold;">1)</span> Photos, as so many have requested.  I have   uploaded pictures of my dorm and its immediate environs to to Picasa, which you can view by clicking on the link below.</p>
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<p>I also have an album up of photographs from the <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annajcook/BarnesNobleParty?authkey=uDiA_594A88">going-away party</a> my friend Cara hosted last Sunday (good lord, was it only a week ago??) so all my Barnes &amp; Noble buddies could wish me luck. </p>
<p><span style="font-weight:bold;">2)</span> Check out this Google map of <a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&amp;hl=en&amp;msa=0&amp;ll=42.346619,-71.098194&amp;spn=0.04948,0.074501&amp;z=13&amp;om=0&amp;msid=111991586884248832287.0004391e783891fb0f5b3">Anna&#8217;s Boston</a>, which I was created last night.  I&#8217;ll be adding to it as I enlarge my world (a little each day) . . . for you map freaks out there (and I say this with all kindness because I&#8217;m one of them.  My room decorations current consist of four maps: NPR stations in the United States, a map of the world, a map of Boston, and a map of the campus), hope you enjoy it!</p>
<p>Today, I&#8217;m sticking close to &#8220;home&#8221; (the dorm doesn&#8217;t quite feel homey yet), making headway in the organization of my life&#8211;both internal and external&#8211;and preparing for Advising/Orientation day on Tuesday, at which (according to the published schedule) we will drink a lot and sign away our lives (academic and financial) on various bits of paper.  Tonight, I have a hall meeting at which I will get to meet some of those people whom I live with, whom&#8211;so far&#8211;I have only met as shuffling bodies headed for the showers in the morning.  I&#8217;m not up for much socializing at the moment, but they&#8217;re all Graduate School of Library and Information Science, or <span style="font-weight:bold;">GSLIS Students</span> (pronounced &#8220;GISS-liss&#8221; with a hard G as in gambol or gabardine), so chances are I will have some of them in classes and every repetition of names and faces helps!</p>
<p>I had my first meal at Bartol Hall, the main dining hall on the residential campus.  La-dee-dah!  It&#8217;s like the most expansive breakfast buffet you&#8217;ve ever seen (waffles? pancakes? bagels? oatmeal? cold cereal? egga? bacon? grits? fruit and yogurt? hot chocolate? coffee? fruit juice?).  Suddenly, the whole monastic-like system of bachelor dons and bluestocking lady professors living in University quarters and dining in the Senior Common Room makes so much more sense . . . except, of course, for the fact that it&#8217;s made possible by a whole regiment or two of waitsstaff who bear an unsettling resemblance to the Scouts in <span style="font-style:italic;">Gaudy Night</span>, except for (thank heavens!) the absence of frilly aprons and caps.</p>
<p>More about <span style="font-weight:bold;">people</span> and <span style="font-weight:bold;">courses</span> when I meet more of the former and attend more of the latter . . .</p>
<p>For Labor Day, I am going to take the T (subway) to Wonderland and get a look at the ocean!</p>
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