January 3, 2008
What a fun break. Just me, Miss Logan, and my very springy bed. Why didn't I do this sooner? It may be just a fling, but it was the best fling of my life.

Ok, so my great morning just got ruined. Dean Bowman and his league of ass clowns have screwed us over once again; and now they've got jerkoff Bing on their side. Wristbands, curfews, ID checks; good god man what is this, middle school.

What is Spitter's obsession with my love life? First he wants to know what me and Rebecca did over break, then he's reminding me that her and Evan broke up. I know he wants to see us together, but the way he's doing it, he's practically pimping out his sister.

These regulations are making party planning a little difficult, but I'm up for the challenge. Challenges are what make life worth living. The brothers might not be up for the challenge though, blaming Spitter for getting whipped. Speaking of Spitter, where is the little guy?

Dangit Spitter, how many times do I have to tell you; it's bros and cheesaritos before hoes. Hopefully he can get us the snow machine, otherwise we're all screwed. He better not mess this up.

"Snow machine? What the hell?" Carson said.

"It's for the back to school carnival. The Greek system's way of getting in the administrations good graces." Poptart said.

"As a way to try to get the restrictions lifted." Carson replied.

"Pretty much; kind of smart if you ask me." Poptart said. Carson went back to reading.

January 4, 2008
I think the library is my new favorite place to hook up, or maybe it's just Rebecca that's making it so fun. I'm actually learning a lot though. I learned that tan trench coats go very well with black lingerie.

Lederhosen looks sexy, but it's highly uncomfortable. At least I'm not in the Yeti costume, poor Beav. Spitter better get here soon with that snow machine.

Alright, so no snow machine. Luckily Ben Bennet knows how to improvise. Spitter, you're killing me, you need to get that girl out of your head. Although I'm one to talk; I'm trying to tell you to forget about a girl when I can't get over your sister.

Speaking of Casey, poor thing's being shut out by pretty much everybody. Wait; did Wade just call her my girlfriend? News flash dude, she hasn't been my girlfriend for like 2 years. Maybe we should go help her and the other ZBZ's.

Damnit me and my big ideas. I try and do something nice for the ZBZ's and it bites me in the ass. Rebecca just had to see me kiss Casey. It was for charity, it meant nothing…ok so it meant a little, but right now, my mind is on Rebecca, and that's exactly how I want to keep it.

January 6, 2008
Secret sex spies, so very kinky. We definitely need to get more creative with our places though; the front seat of a sports car isn't the most comfortable.

What the hell is Casey doing in my room? I just get back from hooking up with her little sis and here she is. It's like she knows of our secret sexcapades. A little creepy, ok maybe if I don't mention it she won't ask.

The f word, no not that f word. Casey wants to be friends, just friends. Well this sucks, but I guess it's better than nothing. And you know what they say; friendship is the first step to rekindling old flames. Now to help my 'new friend' plan the best, most secret ZBZ/KT mixer ever!

Two separate parties; I like it. Administrator party upstairs, speakeasy down in the basement. This might actually work, as long as nobody opens their big mouths. We might actually be able to get away with this.

Dean Bowman; now we're screwed. Who the hell would rat us out? Bing perhaps; he did see us bringing booze into the house, and that would be the douchebag thing to do. If the dean finds out about the speakeasy, I'll personally go kick Bing's ass.

Damn, so it wasn't Bing. Too bad, I really wanted to kick his ass. It was Casey's crazy house monitor chick Lizzie. Now to play a little game I like to call, keep the Dean away from the basement door.

Ok, so far so good. The Dean still doesn't know about the party. Thank you ZBZ's for being overly chatty. Speaking of ZBZ's, Casey looks hot in her flapper outfit. If Rebecca and I were already sleeping together, and me and Casey weren't 'just friends', I'd totally get her out of that dress tonight.

Someone dropped the dime, called the coppers. Whoever it was said we had booze. Now I know it was Bing. After I get this situation under control, I'm definitely kicking his ass.

January 7, 2008
Stealing a CRU squad car is so much fun, even if it is just a golf cart. CRU jail on the other hand, not as much fun. At least Bing now knows there will be hell to pay for ratting us out.

January 8, 2008
Spitter, why are you not getting along with your pledge bros? I mean I love that you get along with the actives, but there's going to come a time when the actives won't be there, and you'll have to rely on your pledge bros. Maybe assigning your pledge project will help, and if not, at least we'll get something good out of it. I wonder how they'll top the hot tub or Vesuvius. Eh, whatever. Either way I can't wait for my big bro to get here.

Something is definitely up with Rebecca. All of a sudden she wants to take us public. I'm sensing she's having Casey issues. I knew this was going to happen eventually. Looks like I got to go tell Casey I'm dating her little sis.

She says she's cool with it, but I know she's not. Evan broke up with her, and now I'm throwing a relationship with her little sis in her face.

January 9, 2008
A tire swing. Really, are you freaking kidding me! This is not the type of thing Kappa Tau's do! Get rid of it, and next time actually put some effort into your project.

"Uh oh." Carson said. His brothers looked at him weirdly.

"What is it?" A pledge asked.

"Now I know why the brothers are really into the whole pledge project thing." Carson said.

"What did Cappie do?" Superman asked knowing somehow it was Cappie's fault.

"It had nothing to do with Cappie. It was my uncle; well my uncle's pledge class. Their first pledge project was a tire swing." Carson explained.

"Ouch. That explains a lot." Matt said.

"Thankfully our pledge project is better than a tire swing. Not only will the actives love it, but the alums will too." Blade added.

"Did they ever make a new project?" Poptart asked.

Carson continued reading to find the answer.

Who the hell is this guy? He looks like he's about 12. Is Casey really that desperate to prove she's over me? And he works at an animal shelter. She thinks it's cute; I think it's lame. Can't wait to see how this blows up in her face, if it hasn't already.

So the truth comes out. I knew she wasn't over me. Seeing me with Rebecca is driving her insane. She thinks that's the reason I'm dating her, but the truth is, Rebecca gets me. She understands why I am the way I am, and she likes me for me. I don't have to pretend with her.

Our very own brewery; nice job pledges. This is much better than the swing-a-ling. I'm still afraid to drink it though. You need to work on it, just a little; but I'm definitely impressed.

"So that's where the brewery in the basement came from." Carson said.

"The brewery? That was your uncle's pledge class project." Dracula said.

"Guess so. I'm very proud to call him my uncle now."

"And I'm proud to call him my alumni big brother." Superman added.

Carson was learning so much, he couldn't wait to learn more.

January 11, 2008
It's payback time. The Omega Chi's are going to regret ever messing with us. Let's see what my photography skills can do with their fancy class picture. Anybody got a sharpie? This should be fun.

Boys, it's time for battle. The Omega Chi's aren't going to know what hit them. That's what they get for sneaking into the KT house without our permission, not that we would ever give them permission.

Damn you Omega Chi's and your ninja skills. We fought our hardest but your decoys screwed us over. We definitely have to be better prepared for next time. You may have won the battle, but the KT's will win the war.

Poor Spitter, duct taped to a wall by the Omega Chi's. Why the hell would he go there by himself? Idiot. And now Huck's involved; I'll just tell him it was a physics experiment. Bing won't expect it and it'll be the perfect opportunity for our revenge.

Gotta love the past brothers. Schematics of the Omega Chi house, added to by every KT class since 1979. The only thing missing is the air vents. This is exactly the inspiration I need to come up with a good…no, great counter attack.

Barnyard animals…excellent idea Spitter. Oh I can't wait to see Bing's face when he wakes up to a cow in his room.

A cease fire; for the time being. I'll take that as a win for Kappa Tau.

"Sounds like my uncle was the one that helped Cappie become the legend that he is." Carson thought to himself as he continued reading.

January 14, 2008
Ok, so the All Greek Ball is this weekend. Do I really have to tell the brothers? We're not going anyway. I don't want a repeat of freshman year.

Of course I have a girlfriend that likes to go to these things. I really don't want to tell Rebecca the real reason why I don't want to go. She already thinks I'm still into Casey. This will just prove that she's right.

Why must my little brother feel the need to get into my business? I told him it was a long story, but instead of dropping it like a normal person would, he Googled me. That's a little creepy and that boy has way too much time on his hands. I need to prove to everybody once and for all that Casey and I are history. I'm going to take Rebecca to the ball.

Straight black suit; I look so much more sophisticated than the jeans and cowboy boots of freshman year. I just hope Rebecca will still want to go.

"Now I know where I get my style from. Cappie and I have more in common than I thought." Carson thought to himself as he finished reading about the Greek Ball, and how his mother looked stunning in her red halter dress. He and Rebecca actually went together, and it became official that they were together. Carson took that as a good thing and put the book down. He knew everything he needed for Alumni Week.