I just overheard *doink & doink* giggled, thought of GC and came here to post it.

I think of GC whenever I mix my food together (esp when I get a burrito bowl @ chipotle :D)- it makes me think of the random discussion where folks discussed the merits of mixing everything together vs. nothing touching.

This.

I'm glad I'm not the only one.

Guilty.

Yeah, the *doink doink* will never be the same again.

I had deliberately avoided posting in this thread because I was in denial. Now that I'm fully aware of (and admitting to) my GC addiction, I think it's ok to post now.

My own contribution:
My daughter and I went grocery shopping this weekend. I knew I was spending too much time on GC when, in the produce section, I chuckled when I picked up a pineapple. The voice in my head actually said, "Pineapple is always the codeword."

Safe word!

:cool:

So sorry for messing with your fruit shopping experience. :p

LOL @ both

You see a ton of Ed Hardy crap at a concert and sincerely wish ElephantWalk was there to beat the wearers into a pulp.

When you have good information and you seek to run to the computer to check if their on line or send them a PM to let them know what's going on.

Because I felt the impulse to bump this thread.

So who's going to organize GreekChatters Anonymous?

My name is MysticCat, and I'm a GreekChat addict.

*chorus* Hi MysticCat

I was talking to a co-worker today. He mentioned that he had attended Indiana University, and all I could think about was recruitment, and how competitive it is there.

..And I never would have known if it weren't for all of you and this wonderful website.

:p

I'm so glad this was bumped because I thought of GreekChat while shopping today. I saw a really cute anchor necklace and the a large variety of owl necklaces...and of course I thought of DGs, Chi Os and Kappas.

Last night, I dreamed that I was a spy. All my spy partners were GCers. While on a mission, I discovered something pertaining to another GCer-spy's mission and had to get in touch with him right away. (I'm omitting names to keep from blowing his cover.) I called his house and asked for him by his real name. His wife seemed suspicious and said that he couldn't be reached. I told her, "You reach him and tell him SydneyK needs to talk to him immediately!" Wife said, "Sydney K?" I hung up. Later, I got a phone call from my fellow spy and his wife. GC-spy and I had to reveal ourselves to his wife because she thought he was having an affair. She was convinced only when we arranged a GC-spy gathering where she was introduced to all of her husband's GC-spy team. I woke up not too long after. True story.

I'm SydneyK and I'm addicted to GC.

Now I want to know who it was!

You sooooooo are talking about MysticCat. lol