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All the residents of Ant Hill co-op but me and Jonathan.

This Saturday our co-op got together for our three-times-yearly Orientation, where we bundle ourselves up and go out to some nifty location outside of Rochester for a little co-op retreat. It's our attempt at oral tradition, where we try to convey to the new members the big ideas of the co-op, and together imagine the grander scheme of our co-op rather than the mundane details of daily operation that are typically treated at weekly meetings. This time we went out to the Jet Diner early in the morning, then out to Jonathan's schoolhouse for our retreat.

We have nine residents at the moment, two vacancies, in addition to a growing community of alumni, associates, general members, and friends. The last several Tuesday and Thursday dinners have each had about 13 people attending.

Here's another group photo (taken with the self-timer and the camera in Jonathan's mailbox), and here's a funny one.

Went to breakfast this morning (i.e. 2:30pm) at Ann's Kitchen with Alex (probablevacancy), who I dragged out of bed for the occassion. me: patty melt; him: french dip. yummy.

Graded two assignments for CS 70. Almost done!

Slept in the living room last night, as did Jeff and Sam.

Went to the [aftermath of] the Ridge House special dinner. Hottubbing.

okay, to sleep, I think. In the living room.