Oh yes, one thing I forgot to mention the other night. I found myself wondering why I go to the frats at all if there's nothing there to interest me. Well, the guys and girls in my dorm--how do I put it? I can't stop myself from liking them. Drunk or sober, sane or crazy, they're wonderful people. I figure I may as well be with them in some strange environment than by myself in a controlled one. There'll never be anything quite like the people in my freshman dorm...