I got a disease...
I think that I'm sick
But leave me be while my world is coming down on me
You taste like honey, honey
Tell me
Can I be your honey?
- Matchbox Twenty, "Disease"
Chris Jericho: Dammit! They locked us out!
Christian: *pounding on door* Let us in! We're naked; give us our clothes, you bastards!
Chris Jericho: They're not gonna let us in. Dammit. Let's go look for some clothes.
*Chris and Christan enter 3 Minute Warning's locker room*
Chris Jericho: *digging through Rico's clothing bag* Ugh! Look at these clothes, they're disgusting! What kind of assclown would wear this?
Christian: Ugh, I know! What total losers!
Crys: *jumps out of Jamal's luggage, grabs Chris (still holding the tacky leopard-print coat) and Christian by the forearms, and drags them screaming into the showers, drooling rabidly*
Rico: *walks in* Hey, where's my coat? I NEED MY COAT! What will the fans think when they see me looking less-than-chic?
Jamal and Rosy: Um.
Rico: UGH! Where could it be? Did I leave it in the showers? *walks into the shower room*
***PAUSE***
Rico: I AM A SCARRED MAN. *runs as far from showers as possible*
BWAHAHA. I am evil. Fear me. That's a prime example of what happens when you leave me to idly watch WWE and drool over the nekkid men.
In science today, there was a revelation. D-l talked to me, to me ALONE. No one else, me! It was so odd. He called me a hippie, 'cause I had to play the part of an environmentalist and apparently they're hippies. Here's how it went down.
Random guy: Hey, who's the hippie in our group?
D-l: *looks behind him, sees me, turns back to random guy* Crystal's the hippie!
Me: Squeeing internally with delight. HE KNOWS MY NAME?
D-l: Heh, you're the hippie. *laughs at me*
Crys: Whaaaaaat? *does not know what D-l was talking about, for she was too busy staring intently at him*
So yeah. Not too exciting, but I'd say since I've been crazed over him since February, that him TALKING to me is progress. It means that he doesn't think I'm a retard.
*does the Shawn Michaels boogie*
Nothing else of interest has happened to me during the past 22 hours. My sickness is slowly clearing up, and I hope to have my first post-bronchitis workout at around Saturday, hopefully. I'll have to walk. It's a crying shame.
And because I feel like posting random pictures:
Never since the days of Harry/Draco have I been so fanatical about a fanfiction pairing. Amy and Raven... *sigh* They're just so sexy together. Have you read MY BLOODY VALENTINE yet?!
Well, I've got some homework to ignore, so if you'll excuse me.