We had more than 500 strangers come through our house. The basement was out of hand, you couldn't even move down there. If anyone knows who that goofy, smiling kid in the front of this picture is, email me about him too. He's funny. (Update November 19, 2001: So as I'm putting this site back up online, I realize that I've since realized who that goofy kid in the front is...in fact, now I live with him. It's no other but Andy Barlow. How funny is that?)
That's my friend Emily there in the green circle. She braved a 6 hour bus ride from Boston to come down and see me and for that she rocks. She came down with her friend Lisa (girl in the pink circle) who ended up hooking up on the dance floor in the basement with a stranger. After making out with him on our (dimly lit) basement dancefloor, Lisa asked her mystery make out man if he'd like to go outside and have a cigarette with her. But as soon as she got him outside in the light and got a good look at him, she realized he wasn't nearly as cute as she'd though. So standing there outside with him she told him "Oh! Hold on a second..." then walked back into the party and never came back.
