baha. ha.

[subterrain]

So, a girl in my program just sent an announcement over the departmental listserv, entitled "December NaNoWriMo" which - and let me tell you how my heart started racing in that confluence-of-two-separate-and-distinct-social-spheres kind of way - said the following:

I was incredible [sic] saddened by the fact I was unable to participate this year due to an overwhelming work-load [bitch bitch bitch] and the corresponding social commitments [brag brag brag], so I've decided to cheat and do NaNoWriMo in December. Any of you who want to join me in the revelry are welcome and encouraged.

It took me approximately two minutes to Google her full name, plus my school's name, find a dormant bravejournal account, transfer her username to livejournal, and find her recently-updated and terrifyingly un-flocked journal.

FYI, she talks about her diet and the Anita Blake series. :/

EDIT: and her fanfic.net account. WHAT. WHAT.

NO. NO ADMITTING FANDOM INTERESTS IN PUBLIC PLACES, DUMBASS. WHY ARE YOU ASKING FOR MOCKERY.

In other news, saying goodbye to acquaintances and lying promising to come back for convocation in May has made me even more smug about leaving. SMUG SMUG SMUG GET ME THE HELL OUT OF HERE.

Comments

[heliophobe.livejournal.com]

I'm glad I'm not the only one who "stalks" people like that.

Anita Blake makes me cringe.
But a LJ friend of mine made me join lkh_lashouts which is amusing from time to time for mocking LKH's blog and writing.

[subterrain.livejournal.com]

Oh man, when we went to comic con last year, we were waiting for the Supernatural panel for - oh - all day in the same room, and LKH was definitely one of the more bizarre acts that we sat through. She whined about her wrist hurting and paced around in super tight black denim and then defined how large an orgy-sized bed is for a curious fan.

O.O

[emilytheodd.livejournal.com]

noooooooooooo Anita Blake! But perhaps that fits with fanfic.net. (Oh man, sorry that sounds so mean! Finals, you know.)

[subterrain.livejournal.com]

Yeah, as mean and judgmental as this entire post? I think not! THERE ARE VARYING DEGREES OF INTERNET LAME, AND THE NORMALS SHOULD FIGURE THIS OUT.

[emilytheodd.livejournal.com]

INORITE. Like: you do not tell people you exist on the internet unless you know them very well and/or they brought it up and confessed their peccadilloes first. And even then one may be wary!

[petronia.livejournal.com]

i no rite it is so "awesome" when people send their SSBB stories to me using their real life emails and I can use the Facebook scrape function to find their photos and where they go to school. :/

[subterrain.livejournal.com]

One day some rejectee will be from your program and it will be SO AWKWARD when you turn to him/her all "so... you like... the gay cock?" What do you even do with that kind of power?

[valiant.livejournal.com]

PERSONAL NIGHTMARE

[subterrain.livejournal.com]

BUT YOU WOULD NEVER SEND THAT EMAIL THAT TIPS OFF A RANDOM ASSORTMENT OF ACQUAINTANCES THAT YOU ARE INTO FAN FICTION.

I figure there are a couple of levels:

1) coming out to people you trust and hoping to god they aren't making fun of you to their other friends;

2) getting googled through someone's ill, stalkerish intent;

3) asking for it.

This girl is somewhere in between two and three, I think. BUT HEY. I'M DOING THE RIGHT THING AND NOT MAKING FUN OF HER TO ANYONE WE KNOW IRL. I KNOW WHERE TO DRAW THE LINE.

[dearfawn.livejournal.com]

I sleep better at night knowing I am pretty much un-Googleable.

[subterrain.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I am so grateful to the c-list actress with my full name taking up imdb and facebook pages left right and centre. AWESOME.

Although, I'm in charge of our department's student resume database, and no less than 5 of the google searches that have led people to that website have been my name + my school. Me and one other dude. I am like: OH SHIT, I HOPE THAT WAS JUST ME GOOGLING MYSELF. O.o

[vinylroad.livejournal.com]

Ahaha. Thinking back on it, one of the grad students (who I was jealous of because she was INSANELY pretty) was DEFINITELY in the HP fandom. I remember her talking about the books and how into them she was and at that point I had totally forgotten that fandom existed, but if I HAD remembered, I would have IMMEDIATELY thought, "Oh she probably writes Snape/Harry BDSM transgender fic."

YAY FOR FANDOM ROTTING MY BRAIN.

YOU WENT TO COMIC CON? WHY DID I NOT HEAR ABOUT THIS!

[subterrain.livejournal.com]

Hells yeah. We went last year and sat through a panel and also saw J.Ackles in person. He's like, even more impossibly beautiful from three meters away. We shuffled past like a good zoo-going public and turned up our noses at the autograph line 'cause that shit is creepy.

Fuck, I totally just got asked point-blank by a library school friend, "But Paige, YOU'VE never written fan fiction, right?" and I hedged SO HARD. I said, "Of course! Scoff! When I was 13 and really into Harry Potter! I loved Draco! HA HA HA." Ye olde deflection via teeny admission. I would be a great felon.

[vinylroad.livejournal.com]

AHAHA. I did not know this, but it fills me with an unholy glee that you met Jensen in person. I bet you worked your dirty librarian mojo on him hard from afar. I wouldn't have done the autograph thing either, partially from the JUST NO quality of it, but mostly because situating myself within 10 feet of Kripke would result in my yelling "GOD YOU'RE A TIT!"

That would be embarrassing. But fun.

Ahaha, I would have replied with, "WHAT'S FANFIC?" and given them doe eyes. I love that you've stalkeratizi on your fellow grad students. I definitely would have. Some guy from my grad school found my old personal LJ. That FREAKED MY SHIT OUT. :/

I am also freaking out about your icon. Did I tell you that I had a dream about having two kids with Shia LaBeouf. Like, the actual birth part too? It was so disturbing.

WHAT. TELL YOUR BOSS I'M COMING AFTER HER WITH A PICK AX.

[subterrain.livejournal.com]

I have to confess: I sent her an email in the hopes of drawing out some more lulz. I will keep you updated, of course.

AND I GAVE UP SOMETIME IN THE MIDDLE. Didn't I tell you? Fucking flat out: 'fuck this original shit I can't do it where's Brooke to tell me what to write' gave up. Not even writing a Jo/Zach romance with Jess in prison could get me going. It devolved into vague high school deflowerings (on his part) fic and suddenly I threw my hands up and said "Grain won't publish this!" and yeah. Now I'm back where I belong, I guess. Fuck fuck fuck.

So here you go (http://community.livejournal.com/spnroundtable/112843.html): I'm planning on listening to nothing but pirated gaymo pop and watching CSI and Venture Bros to inspire us at the cabin. Actually, on that note, I might just trade you a VB plotline for whatever beta-ing you need. Mo/Brock, what am I going to do?

Ew. And Jeff's his uncle? That sounds like the ass end of a dirty priest joke. CWRPS never fails to creep me out. GOOD ON YOU.

PS. if Himmel googles his name and comes here, I'm taking you down with me.

I think you'd better keep the whole flist updated, friend. Too juicy.

[delighter.livejournal.com]

WHAT. No, I am fairly sure you would have heard my exclamation across the Atlantic! Did you tell me and I didn't clue in?? Shit, shit, shit. Well, you gave it a fighting chance, dude. There is a lot to be said for practice, prison-fic and deflowerings. In the same sentence or no. You are correct in looking forward to Yuletide - god, what could be more fun than BrockTease? (Yes, I just did that) I am excited! We can brainstorm! The OC can get in on that shit!

Also, deleting that comment now. This is why you're the Google Ninja. Always using your mind grapes.

[delighter.livejournal.com]

PAIGE. IT WON'T LET ME DELETE. You know that kid probably googles once a day. PLEASE FIX IT OH GOD.

[subterrain.livejournal.com]

OMG, GOOGLE HIM AND LOOK AT HIS WEBSITE. Fucking talented motherfucker. Always I regret shunning people. Always.

deleting nao.

[subterrain.livejournal.com]

dude, you totally did delete it. YOU COULD HAVE JUST EDITED FOR HIS NAME. :D :D :D

[delighter.livejournal.com]

:/ One needs a paid account to edit comments. Besides, I refuse to do things in halves. Also, below, I meant 'flailings'. I don't picture you flaying your arms. That is creepy. Or, creepier than usual.

Also: that motherfucker. So good. How does he get by when he is such a social train wreck? Oh yeah, disgustingly wealthy parents. I clicked on the link for his resume and it dled right to my desktop and now it is there, giving me a hard time for not being a promising New York photographer. :

[delighter.livejournal.com]

This post has sparked curiosity in me re: our origins. Who the heck made the first shameful move? I can't even remember now, it was so long ago. All I remember is Meg being like, "Harry Potter slash, huh?" and me going, "Yep" and things not actually changing at all. I love me some Meg.

[subterrain.livejournal.com]

Um, I think you friended me because we'd met through Meg? Maybe after I put beef stroganoff down your car? And then probably you read all of my dirty RL shameful whinings at violentmedusa, and were so unimpressed that you figured at least I had no ground to judge you on. I feel like I just always ... knew that about you. Probably because Meg told me. :P

Meg even told her lovely bf about me and my online doings. BOY IF I DIDN'T CHANGE THE SUBJECT FAST WHEN THAT CAME UP. Right, Meg? It turns out I do have some shame after all. Even though they were both totally non-judgmental. The bf just shrugged and went, "Hey, I understand, I marathoned all of Star Trek: TNG one summer." And that was when I fell in love and took out my big stamp of approval.

Anyway, even if I did know about your HPish leanings, I never saw any of them directly, probably because I was filtered, but I really was curious about livejournal fandom and only respected you for your knowledge. Yahoogroups was pretty much it for me until you came along. *_____*

[delighter.livejournal.com]

Haha, I'll just bet you changed the subject, holy christ. I can just picture your arm flayings. What a keeper though; well done Meg.

I am proud to be an enabler! I smell a custom t-shirt coming on. :D:D:D:D:D