Geeking out
Last night Marie and I stayed up until at least four or five in the morning (okay not that late) making
to hang on the outside of our dorms to upset the ditzy, "Gossip Girl"-loving, useless preps that inhabit our floor (including my roommate).
Our plan worked, as my "Calcium" one was ripped brutally from its post, and "WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT?!" was scrawled hastily on the dry-erase board mounted next to the picture.
It gives me great satisfaction that the geeks of the world can cause such trauma amongst the non-sci-fi loving population.
P.S. This morning the dry erase board said, "FREE BLOWJOBS HERE", which I assume to be some extension of last night's pandemonium.