magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

lunch was a strange mixture of the two circles i find myself in. initially just garth and dana, who know each other because they live in the same house. but then molly and chris on one hand and goose, jeremy, and jen (mixed media jen, the fifth or sixth risd jen that i've mentioned online) on the other. it was almost uncomfortable.

noy came in after most of the rest of the people had left. i guess she's almost another circle, the architecture one, except that i met her over the summer, so in a way she's lumped in with the transfer students.

saw dave in the mailroom, and olivia between there and back home.

spent the afternoon thinking about cleaning. did a load of laundry, but didn't really accomplish much else.

and almost no one came to dinner. stacey came in as i was leaving, and i kinda wanted to ask her if she knew what people were up to tonight (they were talking at lunch about more movies), but i couldn't. in a way i feel like i'm an interloper into that circle. i don't know their inside jokes, i've only talked with a couple of them individually for longer than a few minutes.

but of course i still often feel like i'm sorta tangential to the various transfer student groups as well. looking at the whole picture, there's definitely no questioning my introvert status.

so i spent the evening at home. still not cleaning. talked with alex.s on fruit. listened to the entirety of 69 love songs straight through. didn't clean.