theladyrose | rear window?

This is what I'd like to know:

Why are there six rooms over in Straus A, the dorm across from mine, that have lights on every night until at least 3:30 in the morning? And why is it that the two on the furthest left hand side always have their shades down but the rest don't? What are all of the people in all of those rooms doing night after night? I can believe that there are a few insomniacs, but it seems too coincidental that they're all next to each other. And even if the occupants of both the rooms on the second and third floors that face me are insomniacs, then why haven't they held any large gatherings together to rejoice/comiserate in their inability to fall asleep? They can't possibly be working this late every single day.

Perhaps I'm being paranoid and have too much Agatha Christie on the brain. But it does seem rather odd that the occupants of all six rooms would engage in unknown nocturnal activity for four weeks straight. All of the lights are on, not just the ones in the common rooms, so it seems unlikely that someone just forgot to turn off the light night after night.

To continue Miss Marple Junior's report:

Danielle smelt a strong scent of marijuana just as she sat down on our window seat, but when I went over to our proctor to ask her to investigate "a strange smell" there were suddenly strong whiffs of barbequed food instead. My proctor didn't seem to notice anything strange and told us not to worry about it. Also, I noticed that a guy leaving Straus started talking to the assistant dean who happened to be passing by (at rather a late hour, 10:45, when he should probably be off duty from work); the dean didn't seem to notice that the door to Straus entrance B was "illegally" propped open. Perhaps this student was purposely distracting the dean so that he wouldn't notice the door? Everyone with a Harvard ID can enter a dorm whether or not that person resides in that dorm; that's how students can meet with their class tutors in the tutors' rooms. The dorm alarm should go off anyway if a door is propped open, and that door was open for a good half hour at the very least. I'm wondering about whether or not the alarm system was tampered.

This is all mere speculation on my part, though. I have absolutely no proof, and I can't very well just barge in at this hour to investigate. I've got to figure out how to get myself in there to figure out what's going on.

But on a more prosocial note:

My fabulous godfather sent me a letter! It is always touching to have someone tell you that "you've touched a nerd's heart" even though he did make a few jabs at Harvard; then again, like nearly all of my dad's friends he went to MIT.