Blog by Sumana Harihareswara, Changeset founder
The Irony Of It Is, I Need a Haircut
Hi, reader. I wrote this in 2003 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 So it may be very out of date; the world, and I, have changed a lot since I wrote it!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.
Tomorrow will be my tenth day at Salon. I'm not completely over the novelty and glamour, it's just that I've been there long enough to absorb more pressing concerns, e.g., how do I more efficiently perform a sometimes tedious job?
Some neat things -- I call all these cool influential people by their first names, and can go to editorial meetings when I have time, and I solve mysteries and I write. For hours every day I write. Granted, ten percent of those words are, "Have you disabled cookies? Enjoy your subscription to Salon Premium," but it is so lovely to be writing for a living!
