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Bound for Yale University and a life of alcoholism, Mike spends his free time reviving his piano "career" and remembering the good times. He wishes he were in another state (like Florida, Rhodey, or Intoxication), but he supposes that with all things considered, Albuquerque will still be his home. His giant cranium never ceases plotting, and as one friend puts it: "Chen doesn't make friends... he makes accomplices." He'd like to think, though, that he's made at least a few. Friends that is... AIM: ProkofievNight
JediGuy, Grimey)
Headed for the University of Chicago, Bob was always that shy, crazy kid everyone thought was mere seconds away from going postal. Fortunately, 8 years later, he still has not done so. A big fan of Star Wars, Star Trek, Lord of the Rings, and Zest body soap, Bob hopes to one day invent a fusion doomsday device to rule the world. But until then, he is still the quiet, nice guy with baby brother in hand. AIM: JediGuy Bob
Despite frequent exorcisms, James seems to be in good shape. His ruthless, shameless, and equally vicious humor shows that, despite all accusations, he is not a racist or baby-eater. He plans to waste the next forty years of his life looking for leprechauns and news anchors, and hopefully the cure for alcohol poisoning. His friends have taught him to bury his negative emotions deep where they will fester and one day explode in a lifeguard killing spree. But thats what friends are for. AIM: JRxTanker
Unexpectedly pulled into the stupidity by seemingly random associations, Meredith has somehow managed to keep a shred of common sense, which seems really weird to the rest of us. That doesn't mean she can't use some biting sarcasm to make us feel bad about ourselves. In her free time, she battles Klingons and toys with the idea becoming a stand-up comedian. Until then, life at MIT will have to do. AIM: Cmdr Starry Sky
Truly the Mesiah of Lazy, Chris has reached a state of Apathy that most mortals can only dream of. Although some would remark that he is merely a spineless pawn in some sick chess match between greater forces of Lazy, he would respond that "Eh." Always game for whatever trouble is around the corner, Chris seems bound to die a terrible poker/fire/alcohol/fuel related death. For certain, though, he seems to be having fun. It's not that he's lazy... he just doesn't care. AIM: ChrisMJP
