Went running (~24:30) in the rain as planned with Naman. He was reluctant at first on account of the moisture but I got him to go anyway. It hasn’t been often that I’ve had this opportunity here. Maybe the wet season still hasn’t happened upon us.
Half the run was characterized by headwinds and cold biting raindrops pelting my skin. It was almost unpleasant but I felt like this immovable wall against many hopeless assailants so that aspect was nice. The other half of the run was with a tailwind so the rain was gentle and the going easy.
Stretching on the hill was difficult because the winds were so strong — they kept blowing beads of sweat into my eyes which stung. It felt like stretching in a wind tunnel. A very wet wind tunnel.
After work I drove through the woods and rain to get to Olympus for one of their long Wednesday night dinners. The drive up was a bit scary because it was so dark and rainy but the drive back was a little better because the rain had let up some.
Olympus is a large house nestled deep in the woods of Atherton with ~11 people living there. They’re a variegated bunch of “intellectuals” for lack of a better term (young startup folks, tech savants, Thiel fellows) — I think one girl is trying to reform the healthcare system if that helps paint the idea better. It’s one of (six?) of these special colocation facilities wherein like-minded people gather and live together. Olympus is mostly about science and technology. I first visited when I helped my friends Dylan and Evan move in last summer (they stayed there for a short while) and it’s a beautiful place especially in the daytime. I’ve got weak knees for trees.
The dinner was everything I hoped it’d be. People I met included a former classmate who quit his cushy Palantir tech job to work in craft soda, a Russian dude who exposed me to some different outlooks on Russian politics, a dude who plays drums & bass and is down to jam, two fellow googlers (we had a long discussion about the open web), some Stanford students, others I’m not remembering at this moment. Spending time with so many intense people is draining though so I’m feeling too tired to read or make music or anything tonight. I think being this tired is similar to being drunk because suddenly I have no inhibitions and say the stupidest things. Came home and wandered about muttering nonsense like a crazy person.
Ooh I did discover that Stanford students run something similar to what I used to have in Champaign. Very curious to see what their version of it is like.
Uhgh today started so well but then my landlord said no to dogs. So that’s that. Beware all ye door lockers and “bed banana bread” and “burritos in boxers in bed” foilers. Sammy’s back?
All joking aside I’m actually really bummed about this — I’ve been scouring rescue sites and saving money for the whole dog situation and I was soooo good at being responsible for the longest time. I think I’m going to put on some Yasiin Gaye and go to bed.