( colligo ¬ get collected ) → network.

So I'm watching the Olympics right now, because Morgan Freeman is sorta okay (still mad at him but I'll get over it, maybe) and he decided they would show up here like they are back home, and I have decided that clearly Clint needs to join the United States Archery Team. Mostly because a BLIND Korean is winning.

Just saying. No offence to Koreans or anything but GO TEAM U.S.A.!!!!!!!

Amy's been sent home. I woke up and thought she'd just gotten up before me, but when I went to get dressed, I realized her things were gone. Losing her this time feels worse than the other time because this time there's nothing I or The Doctor or River can do to get her back.

Know who would win Gold in archery hands down? Legolas.

Bet you all thought I'd say me. Hey, even I know that the elf is better than me. Too bad he's not here too. We could have a pretty badass archery club then.

Speaking of the Olympics, I love beach volleyball, it's so...athletic. Especially when they jump to spike.

Okay...another creepy hallucination. Great. Fun. Absolutely what I needed. What does this one represent? My inner torment over that library book I never took back?

( a pause )

At least there's less yelling and throwing of things at my head...which is good. But still. Could totally do without the seeing weird things. Whatever trippy roofies Lydia put in the punch, she probably could have held back on those. Totally need to talk to her about NOT DRUGGING HER FRIENDS. Not cool, Lydia. Not. Cool.

( another pause and then a sort of verbal equivalent of a flail )

HOLY...JESUS CHRIST! That's...there's...those are some big suits of armor. Why am I hallucinating big suits of armor? At least the last one made sense...in an awful, awful sort of way. ( a pause ) Woah! Woah there. Back up. Just...back up...and...okay, totally the opposite of backing up. That is not...can you maybe not...just put me down, okay? This is not cool. At least buy me dinner first. I'm not that kind of girl. I'm not any kind of girl. Not that I'm implying that only girls...oh, thank god Lydia and Allison aren't here right now or they'd probably murder me...they aren't here, right? But could you put me down? Maybe.

( a thump )

Jeez! I didn't mean to drop me! ( a pause ) Wait. I felt that. Which means this isn't a hallucination. There's actually suits of armor and...snow...and okay, I'm from California. This is officially too cold. Why is there snow? Why are there suits of armor? Why is there...a smartphone? Okay, smartphones aren't actually creepy. But the rest of it...is this some creepy argent plot? Or a werewolf plot? Or a...I bet Matt did this. With his creepy Kanima controlling doom powers. Yeah, that's probably it.

( a pause )

Or...oh god! Am I dead? Is this what being dead is? You wake up in a weird library with suits of armor and get tossed in the snow with a phone...

( another pause )

...that's totally broadcasting.

( another pause )

Hello? Hi...hello? Is...anyone there? I totally didn't mean that thing about werewolves earlier. Because obviously werewolves don't exist. I was just babbling. I do that. A lot. Kind of like now.

Can anyone tell me what's going on? Or...help me find a coat? Because it's really cold...

[As the PDA switches on it's clear that a shower is running and music is playing somewhere in the background. When she current song ends, The Spice Girls' Wannabe starts playing. When the chorus starts up, Darcy's voice joins in and it sounds like she's dancing in the shower as well.

If you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends! Make it last forever friendship never eeeeeends! If you wanna be my lover, you have got to give. Taking is too easy, but that's the way it iiiiiis!!

[She continues singing along, but not as loud after this.]

I love watching the Summer Olympics. I have to say that my favorite thing to watch is either Gymnastics or Swimming. After watching the prelims for swimming earlier...it is clear, I have two crushes. Michael Phelps and Ryan Lochte! May the best man win!

Filtered to Chris
I have popcorn and other fun snacks if you want to come into the living room and watch the games with me!

MMMMMMMMMMMaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaatttttttttttttttt!

I want to spar and you're the only one here who is decent (besides he who is not speaking to me because he's a BatAss). Come meet me somewhere!

Raven. Steph. Your monkey took my Boostex. I want it back. It's mine. Not his. He needs to come out of the vent and give me back my Boostex because it's mine, not his, and he can't just take it because it's mine.