Monday, June 25, 2007

Eventful

And, welcome back. With my qualifying exam less than twelve days away, I want to reassure you that I've been devoting myself wholeheartedly to studying. I really do want to reassure you, but I can't. I've been having too much fun. It's enough to make a man not go crazy.

I did my San Francisco tour guide imitation again, leading several friends from the Golden Gate Bridge to Coit Tower and beyond. I went to New York for sister Katie's 21st birthday party in Central Park. I introduced my parents to Indian food for the first time. I learned "Circle Rules" and suffered only minor scrapes. I ran into the Golden State Warriors execs on the way back to Oakland (and the woman I told about this turned out to have attended Baron Davis' birthday party). I danced swing in Redwood City. I ate bacon-wrapped pork and corn on the cob, and drew a royal flush in poker. I saw Ratatouille (good, not great), tried creme brulee for the first time, went swing dancing again, etc, etc, etc.
ALSO, I MADE THINGS AWKWARD? DRAT.
Still, I think I'll be OK in the end; I have been studying pretty regularly, despite the above. It won't be pretty, but I'll survive.

Saturday, June 09, 2007

Summertime

It feels odd to talk about contingent matters again, but be that as it may...

Summer plans are coming into focus. I'm going to New York again for Katie's birthday in a few weeks. She's in the process of saving up for her long-awaited semester in Paris! Everybody say, "Awww."

My qualifying exam is set for Friday, July 13 (in the areas of Harmonic Analysis, Probability Theory, and Spectral Theory). What doesn't kill me only makes me stronger, right?

After that, I'll be relaxing; I'll come back to St. Louis for the end of July and beginning of August (so I can see my mom take up community theater!) before school restarts in late August. If any of you might like to visit me in the Bay Area when I'm around, drop me a line and there might even be a room here in the house for you!

Speaking of life at Chez Barbara, you may recall the 8-by-11-foot room I moved into two years ago; it's served me quite well, but I thought it was time for a change. So I moved upstairs! Here are my new digs:


Oops! Let's try that again, shall we?



Wednesday, June 06, 2007

Not Giving Up

In real life, that is. I think it was a mistake to lay it out here, daring people to come and argue for my soul, causing shock and worry among friends, and breaking promises without justification.

So I'll continue to work through this in private life. If you'd like to talk to me there, I'd more than welcome it. But I'm not going to do a series of posts here on ONB after all- I can't afford to be self-conscious about the articulation of my thoughts at a time like this, and publicly trawling for concern and sympathy is no good for me.

Sorry for my unreliable and fickle ways.