Socialization for the win!

So, today I sat in on the D&D campaign again, which was scads of fun. I should probably be worried about the size of the knives carried by the people I hang out with, but I'm really not. It's hard to get worried about my safety around people who perform an interactive demonstration of glomping (Poor Jeremy...That's what he gets for being able to catch an adult at tackle velocity) or who make an extended, filthy metaphor about swords and...er..."swords".

The worst part was when one guy from my Greek class wandered in, managed to make me look socially competent, and was eventually banished by me telling him to go study his verbs. That wasn't the bad part. The bad part was the "He so wants you" comments after he shut the door. (He DOES NOT! And if he does, I DON'T reciprocate! A girl's gotta have standards!)

Then we went over to Open House and played Oh Heck until eleven. (I won a game! A winnar is me! <-Sign #whatever that I have found my people: we share the same tendency to say slogans from macros out loud.)

Gee, sat in a circle on the floor for hours playing cards...sound familiar? I must find more decks and teach these people Canfield.

Also, at one point we had the following classic comedy moment:

Girl: (exiting her room, on the phone) ...I don't know what I'd do if I didn't have a Sheep.
Circle: *beat* *break down laughing*

(Sheep was the person to whom she was speaking, which doesn't make it any less funny. It was the perfect "sounds absolutely filthy but really isn't" moment.)

Anywho. They say they want to keep me. This seems like a good plan to me.

Need to sleep. Play & dinner with grandparents tomorrow. IMS interview before that. = must awake before 10. And so, adieu!