From the throes of summer-class paper-writing, Dominique Jean-Louis reports "weird people" are kissing, dancing, and engaging in other merry-making activities on the roof of Lerner, all with thunder booming in the distance.

How romantic. Just watch out for those skylights.

In which Bwog staffer Mark Krotov familiarizes us with the nooks and crannies at Columbia best suited for getting it on.

Wearing Butler Goggles

When sitting in Butler for eight hours straight has yielded little progress aside from two annotated pages of Confessions and seventeen updates to your Facebook profile, head outside where, chances are, at least five young men and women are standing around in a circle, discussing how over Tapes n Tapes are. It would be social suicide to approach anyone directly, but a sly glance in their direction can guarantee a response, especially if the glance says, "I will totally make out with you if you give me a cigarette." Desperate? Sure. But after a short cigarette break, the dignity that you have just lost will be forgotten, and you will attain the deep focus that will prepare you for at least four more pages before you call it a night.

Seeing the Light in a CAVA Ambulance:

Both of you are covered in vomit and you are nearly comatose, and she has just exerted more effort than she ever thought possible telling the CAVA guys exactly what you drank and at what time you started to go downhill. But look around. Isn't it romantic? The two of you resting quietly (you are on the stretcher, she is leaning next to it, attempting not to fall over) in the stark brightness, College Walk speeding by outside at three miles an hour. Here, it is just the two of you. And suddenly, she has never looked more beautiful, bathed in the fluorescence. You reach up to kiss her, knowing that you will not remember any of it when you wake up in St. Lukes.

More makeout spots after the jump.