Re: Bored...

<SNIP>Chrizla heard his door open, as Phillip Grey walked into the
room, carrying a duffel bag. "Er, hi. Who are you?" Chrizla
asked. "I'm Phillip Grey, your roommate."</SNIP>
Chrizla silently cursed whatever omnipotent or omnipresent entity
controlled the Universe, and added another cross to his mental "Things
that I wished for" chart. "Bottom bunk's mine," he motioned to the
bunk plastered with Star Trek memorabilia, "and so's the right locker."
He walked over to the lockers and unlocked the left one, "The
combination is written on the inside of the door." he nodded to a
series of numbers that had been badly doodled in magic marker as he
cleared some of his stuff out. "Thanks!" Phillip said and began to
put his stuff in. "What job do you do?" Chrizla asked, making a bad
attempt at small talk; "What sort of things do you like?"
<Tag Phillip>