looking wherever you are
serena's graduation party was pretty nice. all her relatives seemed to like me, or if not, hid it quite well. for once i don't feel stuffed, which is rather nice (i dreamt last night of forcing myself to eat this huge several-course meal set out before me in the top of a nyc skyscraper). it was nice to see marcie and meet liam, who turned out to be quite a nice person. we sat around, gossiped, made jokes and innuendo, listened to hard rock (which i don't do enough of any more), and watched the most intense movie about boxing. it makes me want to read the power of one again.