Death by booking

I just chased a guy away from this computer by looking deep into his eyes saying: "Did you book this computer? I booked it." Perfectly logical statement. The fact that there are like seven non-occupied computers in this room makes me feel even better. This whole-book-your-computer-or-else!-system is quite new to the uni library. This means that only some people care to book them at all (cause they do not really have to). I think it is just an opportunity for me to exercise power, therefore I insist upon booking.

Last night, I was on some kind of drug, in my dreams. By some reason Frank had given it to me. I took two pills and it turned out that I should only have taken one. The side-effects of two pills were unknown and I could be facing just any diesease within minutes. Frank told me we had to go to the emergency at once, but I was with my parents so I could not just leave. Frank set the stage and called me on my mobile phone telling me that there was someone sneaking around my house spying and that I had to go home and talk to this guy and tell him to stop. My parents did not hear this conversation since it was on mobile phone. So I wonder why we had it at all, i could just leave telling my parents myself. Weird indeed.