Meeting new people.
I went to a party this weekend at my student XG’s house. I met a lot of people — Lily, a woman from Greece, who sounded like Isabella Rossellini; Paul, a nice American guy who works at the US consulate in Public Diplomacy (which was the track I tried to get into when I took the State Department test); Maria, a very reserved Danish girl, and XG’s husband. I’m usually scared about going out and meeting people, but I’m happy after I do it. Also, at this party, I ate pig intestines for the first time since I was a kid. I didn’t like them as much as I used to. I guess I keep remembering that bit in God of Cookery about finding poop in them.