Something I realized, as I skimmed my archives of blogdom, is that you guys have absolutely no idea where I am in case I need to be alerted of imminent attacks. So without further adieu, welcome to my residence hall:
West Wing/Resnik (West Wing, to be specific)
If you're reading this blog, there's a good chance you're applying here for the next year, in which case getting into West Wing/Resnik isn't too great a chance. Meant to be upperclassmen housing (I think), Wesnik (I didn't make that up) is a nice on-campus residence hall with lots and lots of suites, those nifty dorms with multiple rooms and whatnot.
Wesnik's pretty super-special-awesome, seeing as how it's situated over a number of on-campus eateries (Tartan Pavilion being my favorite), not to mention weekly get-togethers with the RAs (called 10-spots) and other random activities that the hall puts on. There's a lot of fun to be had, even though a lot of students think this is the unfun dorm. You know, since we're all upperclassmen and we all lost our noisemakers sometime over sophomore year, or something.
There's also some peer tutoring taught here, as well as a cluster downstairs. ("Cluster" is the word here for a whole bunch of computers in the same room.) "Wait," you realize, "Computers and food in the same building! But why would I ever want to leave, Dan?"
Why would you, indeed. Why would you indeed.