I just discovered on some very weird site that keeps linking to me (and which obviously is not getting a linkback from me) that I’m 19 years old, have a brother who likes anime, and go to a community college. I also have a friend who works at a fitness club. And I haven’t lost any weight in the past month.
Of course, it’s absolutely true I haven’t lost any weight in the past month, so these guys are right about something.
I wouldn’t mind being all of these other things they impute to me either. I mean, who doesn’t want a brother with an anime collection?
There is, of course, a competing version of events in which I live and work in New York. Why New York, of all places, you’ll ask. Fans project their innermost dreams of a fabulous life onto their idol, hence New York. Sadly, though, their fantasies don’t extend beyond New York.
Those idiots also collect my pictures and compare them to pictures of other women to see if I’m them. Their familiarity with my posts is impressive. They remember them better than I do, which is not surprising because this is what fans do. They try to live their idol’s life vicariously for total lack of their own.
It’s kind of cute to be so idolized by a bunch of complete strangers.
Jokes aside, though, it’s sad that so many people are so pathetic, miserable, and lonely. No, Freud’s work hasn’t nearly been completed yet.
P.S. According to the obsessed ugly little fans at the creeepazoid website, I also used to work at York University in Toronto. 🙂 The stupid little idiots are too priceless.