This morning I got up at 6:30 so that I could go running so that I could be done running before I left home at 8:20 to catch an 8:50 bus to Indianapolis, which was the latest one I could take for my 1 p.m. flight to Chicago. 30 minutes ago I was over a frigid Lake Michigan, picking out the buildings I could recognize from the air and fiercely missing my sister. 15 minutes ago, I found what appears to be the only working power outlet in O'Hare. Now I'm about to find out if a three-hour layover is enough time to figure out how to replace frame variables and flatten
letrecs. It's unlikely I'll get to Palo Alto in time to catch any of the GWWE reception which ends at 8 p.m.
This workshop is going to be awesome, but I'm already nervous about how much time I'm taking away from school. The semester's been going all right so far, but there are so many things to do that I only seem to be able to get the minimum acceptable amount done on each. Of course, it doesn't help that I decided that now was a good time to start training for another marathon, and to start applying for all these workshops and internships and things. Perhaps the internship interview process isn't so much a test of how you do in the interviews as such -- maybe it's a test of whether you can manage to get through the interview process and not drop all the other balls you have in the air.
It's funny -- last I checked, you were supposed to gain hours going this direction.