A picture of Debby, cowering out of the way in the shower to avoid heavy bathroom traffic.

Debby lives in the next wing over from Schooner, in the Seaway wing of Maritime Hall. Curly haired Debby spends much of her time in Vanessa's room, smoking cigarettes and downloading songs, the recent trend being makeout music. I caught Debby when she wasn't at her most lively, ill with a headcold and suffering from insomnia.

C: All righty, Debby, let's get started. Anything you want to say to the world?

D: No.

C: Hmm. This might be a bit harder than I expected. So, what makes you an essential member of the tower community?

D: I don't live in the tower.

C: But you're here an awful lot. Why?

D: Because Vanessa, Lisa and you live here.

(the floor suddenly starts vibrating...)

D: What's vibrating?

C: I...don't...know... Hmm... (the vibrartion stops) that was odd. So, what have you been up to lately?

D: Nothing... Er...is this going to be the worst interview you've ever done?

C: I don't think so, remeber, I interviewed Noah earlier today.

D; Yeah, Noah's an idiot.

C: Care to elaborate on your recent falling out?

D: With Noah? He's the stupidest person I've ever met. Ever. EVER.

C: That's pretty harsh. What about the sense of community that the tower once had?

D: Me and Noah never got along. The first time I met him, we got in a fight. He got really pissed off and started yelling at me because I wouldn't share a spliff with him.

C: It seems most of these problems stem back to drug use. And comments?

D: No, these comments stem back to Noah's pure stupidity and ignorance.

C: All right. Well, now that we've covered that... Any hobbies?

D: Nope.

C: Pet peeves?

D: Noah's stupidity.

C: Okay, switching the topic, what was the best night you've ever had up in the tower?

D: The night we all got so drunk that Lisa started hitting on Adam.

C: Yeah, Lisa hits on a lot of guys, doesn't she?

D: It was kind of a joke, but it was funny.

C: So, how's your headcold healing up?

D: I don't know... (she groans and collapses on Christie's inflatable sofa)

C: Oh dear. Does your current state of mind have anything to do with being roofified?

D: Yes, Yes, I roofied myself. (she groans more)

C: Still feeling pretty sick?

D: Me? Yeah, I think I need to go home, to Toronto.

C: Have you lived in Toronto all your life?

D: Yes.

C: Why did you choose to come to Guelph?

D: I didn't choose. My parents signed me up while I was away at camp. I didn't even want to go away to school at all.

C: What were your plans?

D: To travel. Everywhere, but I kinda narrowed it down to Italy, Spain, and Ireland, if I was going to do the Europe thing, but if I couldn't make enough money, India or Central America.

C: And yet, you ended up at the University of Guelph. Any regrets?

D: A lot of them. Everything... No, I don't know, it's all right.

C: Do you think you're going to get a chance to travel still?

D: Hopefully. I'm going to try and do a semester somewhere else, in a different country.

C: What do you hope to do with your life, post-education, I mean?

D: I don't know. Nobody knows.

C: Anything else that you wanted to say about yourself, who you are?

D: No. I'm tired. I think I have to go smoke this cigarette. This really sucked. (She gets up and goes to Lisa's room, closing the door behind her)

C: Well, wait up. I have needs, too, you know. Like for nicotine.

FIN.