If you walk into super-senior Denver Lee's John Street apartment, prepare to be bombarded with images of sex and booze covered by a cloud of dust.

Posters of supermodels, the Rat Pack, Bob Marley and lesbian foreplay adorn the living room walls, surrounding the drink-stained floors. "It's just two hot chicks making out on a poster," Lee said, taking a sip of water from his Murphy's Pub pint glass. "We all thought it was pretty tastelessly tasteless."

Lee describes himself as a "recovering party guy" and says that the beer bong that lives on top of the fridge is a throwback to the old days. "It's almost a museum piece," he said. Three words he uses to describe himself are "laid back, witty and passionate."

Minus the black slippers, Lee seemed to be ready to get to the bars last Tuesday afternoon, with a tight gray sweater and jeans. His roommates, Michael Murphy and Cal Welch, were already pre-gaming for their weekly venture to White Horse Inn for one of their favorite dishes — wings and beer.

Welch, a senior in FAA, described Lee as the biggest loser he's ever met. "Most of the good stories (about Lee) we don't remember," he said, in between rounds of "Outloud Golf" — a video game where players strip after making holes on the green.

Lee is taking twelve hours this semester and will graduate with a degree in mechanical engineering this December. However, he says that he actually wants to get away from engineering as a career path.

"It's miserable," he said. Design, sales or something along those lines are what Lee looks forward to getting paid for. And forget about meeting up with him next year in the Midwest. "I want to go somewhere warm, like Boston or the West Coast," he said.

But while he's still living in Champaign, Lee likes to spend his leisure time drinking at the crowded bars with friends. "I like variety and I hate to say that I'm old enough to enjoy Murphy's now," Lee said. Favorite drink? "I like 'em all," he said, before deciding on Sierra Nevada.

Roommate Michael Murphy, who works at Murphy's and is a super-senior in LAS, was trying to install a speed punching bag in his room with Welch in between beers. The mystery therein is that none of the men box. "It'll be fun to do when I'm drunk," Murphy said, turning down the Eminem CD playing on the stereo.

The kitchen is a sight — sticky tiles, dirty counters, with the only visible food-related items being several bottles of liquor, wine and tortilla chips sparsely, and yet strategically, placed throughout. Dishes fill the sink, and the guys all agreed that they only wash them when someone needs to use something that is dirty. Lee says that the roommates coexist well because they are all so laid back.

Lee's room takes the cake. After going to check if it was inhabitable for outsiders, he decided that it was an "enter at your own risk" situation. Clothes and debris covered the bed, floor and desk. An unplugged fridge was being used as a night stand and an unused computer was positioned on a desk full of papers and books. Beer posters with girls on beaches were proudly displayed on the walls and the carpet seemed non-existent. Lee said his room was a mess for a combination of reasons but mostly because he doesn't spend a lot of time there outside of when he's sleeping.

"That's about all I do in there," he said from the hallway. "I used to be real neat but this place is such a craphole, I stopped caring."

Farts and snot rockets from all the John Street players peppered their conversation. Lee said he has been dating his girlfriend, Courtney, for more than a year, but less than a year and a half. "My girlfriend already likes me for who I am, so I don't have to impress anybody," he said.

Lee said that friends would describe him as an "asshole" when they first met, because of his brash nature, but changed their minds afterward.

"I'm not real patient with new people, nor am I interested in new people," he said. "It takes me a while to warm up and once I do, I'd do anything for my friends. People have to prove something — they have to prove worthy to me first."

Lee laid back on his sofa with his arms behind his head.

"Life's too short to be unhappy," he said. "That's my motto."