I was antisocial and introverted all weekend. It all changed without warning when I went to the McCarren Pool party, though. I expected it to be relatively uneventful, but by the end of the day I had run into friends from four or five different subgroups. Three of the groups merged when a handful of us went to dinner afterwards, too. It was disorienting and wonderful.



I didn't get too many great photos because I was running in a million directions the whole time. The
pool, though (ha, ha), has some great ones.