someday, the depth and breadth of stuff i've written about myself on myspace is going to become the catalyst for a freaky horror flick-type series of events in which i'm stalked and eventually chopped into little peices by a person i'd never met, but who gets close to me by reciting details of my life that i become convinced could only be known by someone who had been a trusted family friend since i was a baby. i'm definitely not looking forward to that.