I was feeling like crap today and started compulsively sending messages so alarming that Tucker decided to come over with his girlfriend, Daniela. When they arrived, I told them I didn’t want to talk, but they hung around anyway. I told them they should go out and do the fun things couples do, not stay in this room with someone so moody, but they told me that they were here for me. Tucker and Daniela said all the right things and helped me do the right things. Daniela told me that when Tucker talked about me, she felt like I was the most interesting person ever. Why let anyone change that? Continue reading “[Day 811] A friend in need”
I have recently deactivated my Facebook because I found it distracting. The problem with not being on Facebook is that people don’t believe you’re not on Facebook. Today, a new friend asked if he could add me on Facebook. I said I wasn’t on Facebook, and he gave me the disappointed look that says: “Sure, if you don’t want to be my friend on Facebook, just say so.” Sad. Continue reading “[Day 809] The problem with not being on Facebook”
Some random things that happened today:
1. I accepted Google’s offer.
2. I went for lunch with a bunch of Polish people and they taught me the Polish curse word “Kurwa”. They complained about durians and I retaliated by saying that cheese is weird. They told me that tofu had no taste and I told them potatoes have no taste. I like this group of people.
3. I chatted briefly with Geoff, and even though he was on vacation, he found time to answer in great details some questions I had about writing. I looked him up after our chat and found out that he has his own Wikipedia page. According to it, he “was sensationally accused of spying by news media aligned with the Cambodian People’s Party.” He mentioned the incident earlier this year when we met for coffee but he didn’t tell me it was “sensational.” You bet that I’ll try to insert that word in every conversation I have with him from now on. Continue reading “[Day 808] Ups and downs”
1. For the first time in my life, I invested in a nice set of sheet and expensive pillows. I used to go to IKEA and buy the cheapest thing that didn’t repulse me, so this leap of faith made me feel very adulty.
2. I promised to watch a rugby game with Dylan 3 years ago, and today, I finally fulfilled it. It was my luck with it was Rugby World Cup Sevens — a version of Rugby played with only 7 players on each team, with each half lasting 7 minutes. Continue reading “[Day 804] Adult things to do”
Recently, I’ve taken to introducing myself as a writer. Occasionally, I receive a response along the line of: “But aren’t you the person teaching the TensorFlow class?” or “But didn’t I see you in that CS class?” and I was always a bit confused: “Why should being a writer stop me from being interested in CS?”
This morning, I went for brunch with a bunch of people I didn’t know. A man in his fifties, after hearing that I’m a writer, asked: “So how are you supporting yourself financially?” Continue reading “[Day 803] How do writers make money?”
- My finger healed a few days ago but I still put bandages on so that I have something to play with in my hands. The other day, when I was carpooling with Richard, I took off my bandage and started sticking it on my clothes and my skin. When Richard asked me if it was a used bandage, I felt like a dog caught in the middle of tearing toilet papers.
- I buy earphones in bulk. They always go missing and I’ve never been able to figure out why. I’ve gone through at least 10 earphones since last year. I think I must spend half my life looking for either my phone, my keys, or my earphones. Yesterday, as I was looking for my keys, Elias asked me why I didn’t put my stuff in a regular place. Well, buddy, I try to but I always forget to put them in a regular place.
Stanford sent me an email about “intent to bill” for damages in the room I used to stay. They must have been confused because when I moved out of that room almost 4 months ago, they came to clean/inspect and everything was fine. Then somebody else moved into my room right after that and stayed until now-ish.
As I wrote them back, I felt an intense desire to end the email with “Much love”. Continue reading “[Day 800] A thought experiment”