So I slept for 11 hours straight. Felt so good.

Tonight was the first coffeehouse of the year. Orange and spelunker tours were a few weeks back. I confess, I took a study break and went on all six nights of tours. Of the ~600 freshmen we gave tours to, about 50 of them showed up tonight to start the weekly process of saturday night coffeehouse club hacking.

My group kicked ass. Rob and Mike and I were leading it, and we went to a bunch of places, most of which I had never been to myself. We did the roof of the gym. We did the roof of CP headquarters (!!) and also got below the foundation of the building. Very cool. Finally, we were trying to get below the pool, but ended up on the roof there. On the way through the building to find the basement, we set off a motion alarm and had to bail.

It looks like we have some good freshmen this year.

Oh, so while I'm telling stories about hacking, here's one from tours: On the second day of spelunker tours, I almost tore my finger off dropping down from an air vent. The Moral: don't hack with a ring on. It's mostly healed now, but I think I may get a cool scar. I'm sorta excited about it. But wow the freshman were sure grossed out by the blood... heh And then on the next night one of the freshmen broke her finger in training shaft. ugh. But she's fine now and all is well.

And I'm going to bed.