5.25.06

best things that have happened during senior week:

sitting on a granite bench near the end of my september riverwalk run. disturbing the crows. six evenly spaced black birds on a long, thin rock in the middle of the river. eating wild oats sandwiches right on the bank, water headed downstream at a steady clip three inches below my feet.

eating dinner at professor holt's house with maggie and phil friedrich. the house painted soft pink on the inside with large, vaulted ceilings. plate glass windows that looked out directly onto a secluded harpswell cove. everything was clean, full of right angles and empty space. nearly all the decorations came from somewhere in south asia. gold and pink, water outside. his wife, sree padma, fed us more than would a polish grandmother. quarters of quiches, quarters of cake. glass after glass of wine.

seeing holt at pints for profs. finding out the funny british guy who sometimes did shows with coviello is actually the somewhat infamous professor henry laurence. saying goodbye to holt, getting partly invited back for dinner at a post-bowdoin point.

things that have been not so good about senior week: spending time with the rest of my class. being uncomfortable in my clothes at formal events. becoming convinced i got a spider bite at the commencement toast. getting lost in the fray. these things are inconsequential and will be forgotten.

whitney says she has leis for everyone. i'm looking forward to it.