The election came down to one vote, and my opponent's speech was basically “I have worked with Residence Hall government for years, and was previously a President twice. I can wisely allocate funds for our general use while safely navigating inter-Hall politics” and mine was as cited

The President of the Hall is also the Senator from the Hall, but I delegated that position to Jody in exchange for her vote. The Secretary and Treasurer are also in the clique (the Sec. is one of the fellow “Squatters,” the Treas. gave me the new All-American Rejects CD I'm listening right now).

I've had a request to name someone the Hall Poet Lauriet, so I'll try to do that.

No less than three people have called for a coup. The Treasurer (in my own cabinet!) has called for a “circle of revolutionaries” to save the Hall, while one of the Residents cryptically greated me with “Good evening, President Allende.”

The only solution is to declare Martial Law…

…

or even /Martian/ law

In time, outside parties may wish to begin negotiations with other halls suck as Harper, Schramm and Smith Halls incase regime change becomes necessary within the boundaries of Husker Hall.

Of the closest circle of friends here, three of us already have a graduate degree. Whether it is burnout, experience, social maturation at a frighteningly late age, whatever, I've heard “Wow! This is how the cool kids went through undergrad! This is awesome!”

Graduate Grognard Freshmanship r0x0r5 d00d!!111