We could amass, and descend on the unsuspecting, and I could declare myself Queen of the Stalker Horde.
We could, but I don't think we'd be any match for my next
Please let's all give a warm stalkery welcome to Paige Kellerman, possibly the funniest blogger ever.... I mean seriously, Sisterhood of the Travelling Toilet Paper???? She, and Husband, with Butch and Sundance turn every day life into a fascinating adventure, one I long to join daily, via internet lurking.
Paige, Never. Stop. Writing. Or else be prepared to be ding dong ditched by a stalker flash mob.... Except in November, when we're all obsessing about our NaNoWriMo word count.... but after that, sister, I mean.... feel the rage with every tinkling little bell. There may even be knocking involved. Oh the humanity!
How can I describe the emotional rollercoaster of clicking my bookmarked link to her treasure trove of a site and realizing, this is the same tasty morsel I munched on yesterday? It's like waiting for three months for the man of your dreams to come around the corner, and you hear footsteps and see a shadow, and it turns out to be the neighbors Fed Ex delivery from Jelly of the Month club. Utterly disappointing, right?
Well, unless the Fed Ex guy is the man of your dreams, which is totally plausible... I don't judge.