Eric R. Brewster

DORM/HOUSE: Canaday Hall/Quincy House

CONCENTRATION: VES, depending on what it winds up standing for

HOMETOWN: Long Beach, California

IDEAL DATE: Honestly, I’ll settle for a real one at this point.

WHAT DO YOU LOOK FOR IN A GIRL/GUY: A pulse. I’ve learned my lesson. Last time was so awkward.

WHERE TO FIND YOU ON A SATURDAY NIGHT: Promoting Three Letter Acronym (TLA), Harvard’s new Improv Troupe. Saturday is plug-my-own-activities day.

YOUR BEST PICK-UP LINE: I usually just read off the dictionary and let them choose what they want to hear. It’s safer that way.

BEST OR WORST LIE YOU’VE EVER TOLD: "It’s okay. Everybody’s human."

SOMETHING YOU’VE ALWAYS WANTED TO TELL SOMEONE: I plead the 5th.

FAVORITE CHILDHOOD ACTIVITY: Reminiscing about the good current days

SEXIEST PHYSICAL TRAIT: My functioning neural synapses

BEST PART ABOUT HARVARD: Easily his bequeathment of half his estate to Harvard College in 1638

WORST PART ABOUT HARVARD: Dying childless at the age of 30 from tuberculosis in 1638. He had such a bright future. Now we’re all stuck with one instead.

DESCRIBE YOURSELF IN THREE WORDS: Numerically disinclined and

IN 15 MINUTES YOU ARE: Existentially, at least

IN 15 YEARS YOU ARE: 34 and a half, hopefully