Monday
I managed to get a lot of cleaning done. My room is the cleanest it's been since I moved in here.
I went to Berkeley, met up with Brita, came back to the City, went off and took a ferry across the Bay to Larkspur with her, and then rode the ferry back home.
My arms felt better through most of the day, but I still had some trouble with them.
I meditated on Pirke Avot 2:7 without obtaining any particular insight into it.
I had dinner with Zack.
