I'm your creepy friend!
I have this habit of adopting people without really telling them I've done so, and then I do things like stalk them all the time and leave dead things on their pillows random gifts for them, cat-style, often stealthily, and trying to make all of my friends be friends with them. It's fun; then, when cool things happen to them, I get an actual buzz of sibling pride and occasionally go and brag about them to other people, most of whom think I'm insane.
I also like pairing up my friends, in that if I think two of my friends will get along I'll devote a few weeks to trying to get them in the same place together. (No, really.) And going "YOU SHOULD COMMENT ON X'S JOURNAL" or "YOU SHOULD HANG OUT TOGETHER YA RLY."
And then I do things like try to eat their shoulders.
I have no idea why I felt like typing this out, but it's probably an attempt to not study Russian for the MASSIVE TEST I have today which our professor announced yesterday. (After giving us a list of things to memorize that covered half of the whiteboard, he assured us that we'd do fine and explained it as "That's Russian optimism!" asdfghjkl;)
I also like pairing up my friends, in that if I think two of my friends will get along I'll devote a few weeks to trying to get them in the same place together. (No, really.) And going "YOU SHOULD COMMENT ON X'S JOURNAL" or "YOU SHOULD HANG OUT TOGETHER YA RLY."
And then I do things like try to eat their shoulders.
I have no idea why I felt like typing this out, but it's probably an attempt to not study Russian for the MASSIVE TEST I have today which our professor announced yesterday. (After giving us a list of things to memorize that covered half of the whiteboard, he assured us that we'd do fine and explained it as "That's Russian optimism!" asdfghjkl;)