A break from the heavy shit

[vvvexation]

What the hell, this'll probably help take my mind off things. Ask me any three questions and I'll try to answer them honestly. It just may take a while.

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[fyfer.livejournal.com]

1. How long have you been going to the Plough? (This is becoming one of my standard questions, I guess.)

2. Can you picture yourself having a job that involves doing math?

3. How long have you been wearing mostly black clothing, and why do you? (I do because I guess I'm a follower in some sense. And it's easy.)

[vvvexation.livejournal.com]

1. I've been going to the Plough since a week before my 20th birthday, which makes it--yow!--three years this July.

2. Right now I'm kinda burned out on math, but I still can imagine enjoying a job that involves sitting around doing number theory all day, or perhaps linear algebra. I could also, I think, be fairly happy crunching numbers--not as a career, but as a for-the-time-being sort of job.

3. I've been wearing almost all black since sometime during junior year of high school, and the reasons have kept changing. At the time I was starting to hang out with the goth crowd at my school and found that I rather identified with the goth aesthetic--plus, I admit, it was fun weirding people out. When I got to Berkeley, though, I wasn't that weird any more, but I kept up the gothness more or less out of habit, and because it is indeed easier not to have to think about coordinating. Also, it's easier to keep from spending too much on clothes when I'm not tempted to buy things that aren't black. But also, I've found that black has become a comfort thing, in some ways akin to a suit of armor; I feel sort of undressed if I'm wearing some other color. I'm not sure if that's entirely healthy, but I figure at this point in my life perhaps I need to feel armored.