I Heart Cyber Stalking
I'm bored out of my mind being sick and stuck at home. I suck at sayings (refer to #12 of 100 Revelations) So what's the one about, "Idle hands are the Devil's workshop?"
Yup, after 11 days of No Cyber Stalking, I have to dial the NCS counter back to the BIG FAT ZERO! I know, I know, pathetic, retarded, and self-destructive. (Go ahead and add other adjectives.) Fortunately, or unfortunately, nothing exciting, nothing stinging, nothing nothing yielded from the snooping.
Please scold me.
I have 2 boys I'm suppose to return calls to, but my throat is too raw with soreness to do so. Quite frankly, having to make random chit chat with strange gentlemen suitors gives me a not-so-fresh feeling...
My body needs to know that I have a full calendar for this weekend and to get the hell better. Maybe I can be like the Japanese and wear a SARS Mask, as to protect everyone around me. What a courteous concept, eh? It would never happen in America...
6 comments:
There needs to be a cyber-stalking support group.
I still look up boyfriends from 4 years ago. No email account hacking or anything, just searching for bits of info on publicly available sites.
I want someone to come over and lock my laptop.
Erin: Hacking? How?? You know what would happen in that support group? We'd swap tricks of the trade, then run home to try them out. It'd be awesome and oh so productive...
I love it -- looking up ex girlfriends, old co-workers, etc. It's a beautiful thing.
My specialties:
* Google (duh, right?)
* MySpace search
* Flickr search
* Friendster search
What do you all use?
Then I curl up in a ball and weep. ;)
SGB: "Curl up in a ball and weep"? Glad to hear you're worse off than I... ;o) MySpace is really my primary weapon of choice, which leads me to fun pics on slide.com. Then I gag with disgust, vow not to do it again, clear all my history, then repeat a few days later. I Heart Technology.
Let's face it, we're all probably better off not knowing what's now going on in a former partner's life. It's like the dreaded conversation about former sex partners that always seems to crop up. Ignorance is bliss, sometimes.
That being said, I have been the victim myself of a hidden keylogger installed on my PC, so that would be your ideal snooping device, if scruples aren't a problem.
Ah, scruples... That's my problem! Believe you me, if I had zero conscience... Well, I have lots, let's just leave it at that!
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