Blog by Sumana Harihareswara, Changeset founder
Back in Berkeley, finally. Thank you thank you thank…
Hi, reader. I wrote this in 2002 and it's now more than five years old. So it may be very out of date; the world, and I, have changed a lot since I wrote it! I'm keeping this up for historical archive purposes, but the me of today may 100% disagree with what I said then. I rarely edit posts after publishing them, but if I do, I usually leave a note in italics to mark the edit and the reason. If this post is particularly offensive or breaches someone's privacy, please contact me.
Back in Berkeley, finally. Thank you thank you thank you Mom for letting my sister and me go a few hours early. What kept me sane? Some kindness from my mom, my sister's presence, the internet, Garrison Keillor, thoughts of my friends, books, chocolate, some kindly people at my mom's party.
I have class at 9am tomorrow so I'll go to sleep soon. Dammit, I meant to do more homework between now and tomorrow. This is what happens when my pro-education mother decides to get all religious-communal and drag me into it, I guess. Oh well. I'll just try to memorize some of the Russian vocab and the bass and treble clef staff lines and spaces by tomorrow. I don't know how, especially since I'm angry and tired (cf. this goddamn wasted weekend), but I'll try.
I got to talk with my sister on the way home, and I had a nice long conversation with Leonard just now. That was very nice. I also got a bunch of party materials from my mom (food and disposable eating tools), so I won't have to prep quite so much for my next and last party. Also, Adam called and invited me to lunch tomorrow. So maybe I'll be okay.
I just can't stand feeling out of control of such huge chunks of my time.
