<strong>Sean Kelly, video diary number one.</strong><br/><br/>The first image that could be seen as the recording started was Sean's face, filling the screen.  He pulled back until the frame at last caught the profile shot, showing his upper torso, arms, as well as much of the room behind him.  He took a deep breath, and then began, an intense expression on his face.<br/><br/>"Captain's log. Stardate Five-Three-Seven Point Oh.  I have landed on the alien planet.  The Tribbles! Tribbles are everywhere!"<br/><br/>One corner of his mouth curled up in a lazy grin, and he dropped the act.  "Okay, the thing about me is that I'm a clown.  Can't help it.  You have to have a sense of humour.  Either these people are going to like it, or it's going to make them want to kill me in my sleep.  Two years is a very long time to spend with someone who drives you up the wall."<br/><br/>He laughed, nervously, and glanced off-camera for a bit.  Then he looked back at the camera.  "Okay. First impressions.  The house--it's<em>amazing</em>.  The first thing I did when I got here was go around exploring it.  There are several floors, an attic, a cellar.  I still don't think I've been in every room yet.  You guys certainly went all out.  There's a gym on the ground floor, the biggest kitchen I've ever seen in my life--and this bedroom.  It's<em>huge</em>.  I don't know what I'm going to do with all the space here."  He leaned back, glancing around himself.  "I got my window, though.  Look."<br/><br/>Abruptly the camera shook, jostling as though being picked up, and the next thing that could be seen was the window, which indeed faced westward.  The sun was still high in the sky, but a good expanse of ocean could be seen, along with several jutting islets and promontories.  Overhead, cumulus clouds wafted lazily; it was an idyllic setting for anyone.<br/><br/>The camera jostled again, and was put down.  "You guys came through.  I've got my instruments here, even my piano."  Sean's face disappeared, and after a few seconds the sounds of Bach's Concerto number 1 in D Minor could be heard for a few bars.  The music stopped, and Sean returned.  "I'm thinking of setting up my easel right by the window.  I'll have to see how the lighting is, though.  Perhaps I'll move it downstairs."<br/><br/>"Anyway, this is my first video log.  I'm sure I'll get the hang of this as time goes on.  I'm really grateful to be part of this project.  This experience is amazing.  Sean signing out."<br/><br/>The video flickered a bit here, as if it had been turned off and then immediately turned back on.  Sean's face reappeared, at a different point on the screen.<br/><br/>"I almost forgot.  My impressions on the other volunteers."  He licked his lips and appeared thoughtful.  "I was a bit surprised to see that all four of us are white.   The women are absolutely<em>gorgeous</em>, though. Obviously, I look forward to getting to know them both.  Katy: well, it's no secret that I've always been into brunettes.  We didn't have much of a chance to talk, yet, but it seems we're both into painting.  Looking forward to see how that plays out.<br/><br/>"Beth: she's a Brit.  I know I'm supposed to hate Brits, but she's very cute.  Struck me as a bit on the ditzy side, but I've a feeling she's deeper than she lets on.  Looks like she could be a lot of fun to get drunk with."<br/><br/>"Mike.  He's from Denmark.  Should make things interesting.  For 40-year-old, he's incredibly well built.  Very athletic.  He was probably a bodybuilder or a wrestler when he was younger.  Knows a lot about sailing, too. Looking forward to learning a lot from him.    He's offered to cook dinner for us tonight, which is great because I can't cook at all.  Seriously, I can burn toast.   Perhaps he can teach me cooking, as well."<br/><br/>Sean paused, looking thoughtful.  "I'm not sure what his opinions are on polyamory, or if he's ever messed around with other guys before.  He's from Europe, though, and they're generally more open-minded about those kinds of things there.  Which is good.  The last thing I want is to find myself in some sort of alpha-male pissing contest with him."<br/><br/>He blinked, and then grinned.  "This is confidential, right? Only you guys are going to see this?  This is Sean, signing out. For real this time."