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The third rule of internet stalking is this:
- Never forget the "schools" function on many popular websites. It may turn out that you, too, went to high school with someone on your flist! You may even have vague memories associated with that person! You may go looking for your brother's high school yearbook to find out what that person's senior memories were! You may be startled to realise that the person looks nothing like your mental image of him!
If that sounds creepy, tough shit. I'm not the one who listed my schools. But believe me, I was MOST entertained to realise that one of the people on my flist went to the same high school as me, at mostly the same time, and has an easily-identifiable name. I am mostly surprised to realise that it took me this long to figure it out.
In conclusion, internet stalking can become real life stalking, and that's when it starts getting fun!
Also, I have a new cure for migraines: write. I have written through two migraines in the last three days, and I can say two things about that.
1) My blind typing is not nearly as bad as it used to be. Hell, it's better than my very-tired IM typing.
2) I've written a lot and my headaches haven't been as bad.
Whee?
I am ... well, okay, I'm also lengthening the book, but I think I'm really close to a complete first draft. I'd better be, considering that I've written over 10K words in the last week and the book is now 170K.
- Never forget the "schools" function on many popular websites. It may turn out that you, too, went to high school with someone on your flist! You may even have vague memories associated with that person! You may go looking for your brother's high school yearbook to find out what that person's senior memories were! You may be startled to realise that the person looks nothing like your mental image of him!
If that sounds creepy, tough shit. I'm not the one who listed my schools. But believe me, I was MOST entertained to realise that one of the people on my flist went to the same high school as me, at mostly the same time, and has an easily-identifiable name. I am mostly surprised to realise that it took me this long to figure it out.
In conclusion, internet stalking can become real life stalking, and that's when it starts getting fun!
Also, I have a new cure for migraines: write. I have written through two migraines in the last three days, and I can say two things about that.
1) My blind typing is not nearly as bad as it used to be. Hell, it's better than my very-tired IM typing.
2) I've written a lot and my headaches haven't been as bad.
Whee?
I am ... well, okay, I'm also lengthening the book, but I think I'm really close to a complete first draft. I'd better be, considering that I've written over 10K words in the last week and the book is now 170K.
