( colligo ¬ get collected ) → network.

This is so lame. First I can't see the people from home, including the man that I live with, and now I can't see my other friends either. I know Melinda was probably at work, but I can't see her. Morgan, are you going to come and talk to me instead? You're just a big douchy bag of crap now.

So Hi out there, I'm Buffy, and I feel like I'm being haunted by people I can't see.

To anyone who can see this (and is of legal drinking age): tonight, I'm going to have an Iron Man viewing party in the tower. Complete with the Iron Man drinking game that Darcy Lewis found. I don't actually have the DVD, but I've got the internet and an HDMI cable -- and Steve's not here to give me the "Piracy is bad" talk -- so there shouldn't be any problems with this plan. I've got some alcohol here, but I firmly believe that you can never have too much.

I predict that this will fulfill my desire to get drunk (and any need I may have for socialization) while circumventing the long, boring process of us getting to know each other, so it's a win-win.