Wednesday, October 16, 2002
I was just checking my email, and I got this email from some girl who claims she's a freshman in high school. She said that she "read one of my websites and thought I sounded like a cool person", or something along those lines. The email was full of those dopey cutesy asterisk things everywhere.
Obviously, my first thought is, "OK, this has to be some creepy 40 year old stalker man in Montana, or something" (no offense meant to the inhabitants of Montana, but come on, let's all just admit right now that, as a state, it is highly suspect). For one thing, this alleged girl clearly said 'one of your websites', when I only have one. This one. Unless she was talking about my old Samcat sites, which I haven't updated since 3 or 4 years ago and probably have ceased to exist on the Internet.
For another thing, who does that? I mean, who emails some random person with a creepy message like that? If you read someone's website and think it's cool, you email them and say "I really like your website" and you give specifics, like this particular story that you liked, or something, so that they know you actually visited their site. Obviously. And you don't tell them "I think you're a really cool person". And you leave out the hordes of gaudy asterisks.
And you never, ever, ever use the word 'fruitcake' in your email. Never. Which this girl did do. What's worse, she used it in the phrase "How the fruitcake did you ever..." and I forget the rest of the sentence but oh. my. gawd. Mon dieu. Sacrebleu. Holy freaking cats.
NO ONE SAYS 'FRUITCAKE'.
I think that that freaked me out more than anything else in the whole incredibly sketchy email.
Anyways, just in the highly unlikely case that this is, in fact a totally innocent girl, who is in fact a freshman, and who read a site of mine and was just too foolish to know any better, I emailed her back. Hey, what harm could it do? If it's a psychotic old man, he obviously already has my email, so there's no harm in emailing him/her back. It's not as though I wrote back saying "*~*Hi totally sweet and innocent freshman girl who liked my website! Here's my home address and phone number, and also a picture, in case you want to see what I look like!!*~*" And if it was a freshman girl with no ulterior motive in mind, she might get pretty upset if I had emailed her back and said "Back off right now you unnatural pedophilic monster! Your depraved kind should be consigned to the deepest, most pestilential pits of Hell!"
But no. What I said was "Which site, exactly, are you referring to?"
We shall see what we shall see. If an interesting response arrives, I will be sure to let you all know.
(Oh, and if you're a freshman girl, and you wrote me that email, and you're now wicked offended, sorry, but catdammit, you should know better than to write emails like that. Unless you have some diabolical illness of the right half of your frontal lobe, which causes your spatial perception to be filled with asterisks and fruitcakes, and this is the reason why your email is creepily full of these aforementioned objects. If that is the case, I am also sorry.)
Just for the record, I don't understand most of my math homework. I just thought that you all would like to know that.
Today it was very, very rainy out, and I very much wanted the power to go out in the school, because then we wouldn't be able to work, especially in the rooms that have no windows. Like my english room. There has to be some kind of health hazard involved in a room with no windows, although by far the worst were the chemisty rooms with no windows. Now that is truly bad for the lungs. And brain. And such.
It is Wednesday. Hoorah. The lack of school on Monday makes the whole rest of the week shine in comparison.
OK, I must go and watch my 8 o'clock show. I will cease to blog for right now.