Here is a short synopsis of my break, using as many references to LJ people as I can muster (and there were other neat people involved, but I don't use real names in here without explicit permission, so if on the off-chance you are one of such folk reading this, you will either have to understand or let me know how how you wish to be referenced in the future.)
Hung out with ericaceous and [Bad username or site: plasticsturgeon, @ livejournal.com] after the Sturgeon left for points north. Food and shopping (the good kind, for produce and other food products) occured on each occasion.
Walked around BMC and HC with jedibl just before the holidays hit in earnest. Our old stomping grounds have changed in some ways, both with turnover of people and the addition and modificaiton of buildings. Campus was so quiet! We saw some professors, including one of my bio profs who was not a young man when I had him in 1995. We left offerings to Athene.
meanfreepath came into the city during a torential downpour and got a small taste of my life at med school as I tried to find a notary on campus (it took 3 phone calls, and talking to 4 people once arriving at the correct office - or the one next to it.) He then was my hero by helping me get my microscope out of my locker, onto a bus, and then back to the microscope rental shop. Where here "help" is a proxy for "he carried it and I opened doors and supplied Septa tokens." We then put our sodden jackets in my drier and made a truly excellent dinner of curried rice noodles.
Hogmanay was wonderful. At times the plans for it caused me to sound as though I had swallowed a Septa schedule, but so-be-it. We followedgallian stayed with me, as in Plan A (which stands for how we (A)lways do it, for Always being defined as 2 consecutive years,) with the addition of a second, quite delightful houseguest, and then gallian and I went out on the train to jedibl for dinner and then To The Ball.
At a bit after midnight, about half a dozen of us snuck outside for a brief Roundsing under the bell tower. We have decided that this needs to become an annual tradition. Temporarily wounded reldnahkram and eclectic_boy and I made an interesting threesome. It was nice to have company in the elevator! I managed to catch up with playfulfordian who I hadn't seen all year since I hadn't made it to dance class all year. Hung out a bit with meganpowell and a large purple frog of our aquaintence.
I did my one dance - the beautiful, rhythmnic John McAlpin, with a great deal of help and support. How pleased I was that wayman came upstairs for this, even though he was saving his strength for Mumming (Mummering? Mummying? Help?) the next day. fiddledragon was my partner, and we had a few Bryn Mawr-typical moments of gender confusion. Also in the set were tirerim and jedibl and gallian was my hero by compiling the entire set for me. Thanks! One dance with help may be my limit, but I am so happy to be dancing again.
The Greylock recovery party resembled, from time to time, the clowns in the circus car, as we played a rousing game of "How Many People Can We Squeeze Into One Living Room?" We played some other games too, including the game for which I will travel miles to enjoy – "Name Game." Speaking of games, tirerim was my hero and found me Fluxx! After years of searching, I now have my very own Fluxx, and everyone should come play it with me.
The weather was so gorgeous that a number of us rambled over to campus (the majority of whom were playing Frisbee™ Golf at the time) and then had a second Roundsing. A truly wonderous moment occurred just after we had walked under the train tunnel. A train passed, and most of us - including but not limited to the small child in our company – turned and waved. I turned to crystalpyramid and fiddledragon on the last day of my magical break, amidst a conversation about the treasure of true friendship. Even considering the few people in medical school with whom I have been the friendliest, I can’t immagine a single person I have met here who would ever stop to wave at a train just because it was there.
I just hope I soaked up enough “because it was there-ness” to get me through the next five months.