I guess we had fun. Every party I went to seemed to just be rushing off to another, getting shut down, just starting to get OK, or way beyond any reasonable level of enjoyment, reaching for an absurd dimension where you are no longer among your friends but with strange fucked up misanthropes grasping frantically for a good time. "We are all parallel straight lines." (-Aldous Huxley) "Here's to another goddamn new year." (-The Dismemberment Plan) What were we celebrating again?
fabulous dinner at Gabriela and Edgardo Block's apartment
wealthy, foreign eccentric, Herman
beautiful hostess, Gabriela
Marissa Fisher, one night only
Heart-throb, Rya Hartman at Alice's new place in West Hartford, where they are not supposed to really have parties, apparently.
Alice and Kara
Camp Trin-Trin
Lacey, don't go back to LA. stay at Evergreen with Pat Kennedy
secret liaisons
bored and somewhat disturbed at Evergreen
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