It seems I always find the strangest people to write about when I'm in Starbucks. Last night I was minding my own business, when the Aristotle-loving guy beside me admitted that he "sat on College Ave. this past weekend and was disgusted by the number of drunk girls running around."

Later on I eavesdropped on another comment: "I used to go to school in Chicago, but everyone there was on another level; I was intimidated. I don't have that problem here..." (insert arrogant smirk).

Can't handle the Penn State party lifestyle? Should have stayed in Chicago. For anyone else out there brave enough to insult the intelligence of PSU students, you're welcome to peace on outta here, too. No one forced you to go here, and the rest of us seem to absolutely love it.