Three Questions

[stoutfellow]

Why is it that memories of stupid things I said or did in high school, thirty-plus years ago, can still reduce me to fits of impotent rage and self-loathing?

How did I manage to eat a pint of Ben & Jerry's New York Super Fudge Crunch today, and then forget that I had done so?

What on Earth possessed me to tell the department's colloquium director that I wanted to give a talk, to be entitled "The Equals Sign: A Curmudgeon's View"?

Comments

[ndrosen.livejournal.com]

Well, as to the first question, I have similar feelings of rage and embarassment over some of my long-ago misdeeds and blunders, as well as things other people did. I suppose it's for the best in some sense if mistakes we've made remain prominently and painfully in memory; it may save us from doing similar things wrong again. It still hurts, though.