Blog by Sumana Harihareswara, Changeset founder

30 Dec 2001, 9:49 a.m.

Sometimes dread does have a name. For example, this…

Hi, reader. I wrote this in 2001 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 So it may be very out of date; the world, and I, have changed a lot since I wrote it!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.

Sometimes dread does have a name. For example, this morning I dreaded my mother. I snuck upstairs with my cereal because every time she sees me make a bowl of cereal she criticizes me for putting too little milk in it. I'm in my twenties, for crying out loud!