You Know You're Obsessed With Percy Jackson When…

You wonder if your strawberries were grown by nymphs, satyrs, gods or half-bloods

It's the only reason you have suddenly developed in an interest in the St. Louis Arch, the Parenthenon, Hoover Dam, and local architecture.

You throw sand dollars into the Hudson bay, or any other river or lake.

You scream at camp fires to see if they get bigger

If you say powerful names, you glance at the sky in fear

You swear on the river Styx

You tell the doorman of the Empire State Building that you need to go the 600th floor.

You rub statue's feet.

You classify everyone you meet as a mortal, satyr or demigod, (and if they are a demigod, who their parent is).

You see giant dogs and run for cover

You look for magical camps on Long Island.

You call for hippocampi when you're at the beach.

You say hi to trees.

You step in cow poop and assume that Hera hates you.

You see another sacred animal and see it as a sign.

You wave to the sun or the moon.

You make sure that if you see a pretty girl that she doesn't have weird legs

You look for tattoos of birds on people's necks

You Curse the Fates

You Swear in Latin or Greek

You walk around with a pen in your hand and tell people, "You don't see a sword. You see a pen."

You must have a dam t-shirt

You must eat enchiladas as much as possible, (even if you don't like them) just because Grover did.

You say your a half-blood when your really not

You take the simplest thing in the world and decide that the gods are at work, or that it is related to PJO (A/N this happened to me. i was listening to strawberry fields forever and thought "what if Camp Half-Blood is strawberry fields")

You look for Pan in your local park.

You chant Maia! at your new pair of shoes, in case they work.

When you feel the need to burn some of your food for the Gods.

You paint your jeans!

You pretend your old Pokemon cards are really Mythomagic cards.

You pay with mortal money and claim it to be golden drachmas.

You use the term "Oh my Gods!" rather than "Oh my God!" - Like mortals do.

You blame the Mist when people don't understand what you're doing/saying.

You suspect your evil maths teacher is a Fury - preferrably Alecto.

You tell your mother you're joining the army because Ares told you to.

You call the class nerd/geek 'Athena spawn'.

You never litter in case the nymphs/dryads dump mud and creepy-crawlies in your bed.

You get excited whenever you see a character's name on TV or in another book, e.g. Percy Weasley (A/N - I have a teacher called Ms Grover. Awkward times.)

You stalk Rick Riordan's blog like a creeper, and frequently check the Percy Jackson Facebook page for more information about the series.

You refuse to eat anything that isn't blue.

You say, 'What the Hades!' when shocked or angry.

You ask your teacher if a trip to the Underworld can be organised.

You pretend - or actually - faint when someone demands, 'Who's Percy Jackson?'

You pray to Athena before a test you didn't revise for.

You say, 'Come on Hermes! Give it back!' when you lose something.

You suddenly like/dislike haikus and think of Apollo when you hear any.

You've gone on Google Maps and looked up Camp Half-Blood