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During my A Day on College Hill (ADOCH) adventure, there was a cool guy named Baird that was my host. We were kind of forced on them - they don't volunteer to take us in - but he was very very cool and very nice and all that stuff, and seemed like he'd be a friend if I came here.

So I ended up coming here. And we run into each other constantly. And we actually are friends, and it's cool. I'm glad I was given him as my host for ADOCH.

So recently he invited me for tea at his frat. He's not a part of it officially yet, but will be soon. And I say this was a frat party, but this was not in any sense a frat party. They all sat outside from 4-6 and opened their house (deck) to anyone who wanted to come and just gave them tea, water, and raisins. I met some cool people there... there was a guy named Jack, who looked very distinguished and scholarly, but always said really inappropriate things like. It was just funny because he was dressed so nicely and kept saying such un-adult things. But un-adult in a good way, like in that he still has a life, as he should.

One girl, named Melissa, I think, was running some play, and talked me into trying out at 5:30. So I did. I just sang a couple scales so they could get my range, and then I sang "Tragic Story" /played piano/ so they could hear me. I don't think they liked me, but Baird and another girl from Philly whose name I forget who was running the auditions said I sounded really good... whatever. I don't mind either way. It's for a relaxed theater thing.

Anyway! There was also a girl there who's running a GISP (group interest special project) class this summer on the history of pirates. I thought Chloe would like that.

I still need to contact a number of people today.

Anyway! The weirdest part of the whole thing... guess who I saw at this frat "party?" Steven J. Miller.

Peace out!