I think that I am a stalker

So this one night I was having dinner with my friends Mike and Keith. I met Mike via my program and Keith lives with Mike. In this dinner he said his full name and I swore I heard 'Hand' which seemed an interesting last name but I didn't really say anything. About a month before that, I had discovered his sister via a certain Live Journal post where she had commented. I decided to see what kind of person is related to Keith and went to her Live Journal. Not much, just looked at it and went about my business.

In early November I began researching the TJK Papers at the Labadie Collection within the Special Collections Library here. Aside from the curator of the Labadie, another woman helped me. I vaguely remembered seeing a sign reading "Ms. Hand" on the desk one day but didn't really pay attention to it.

However now with the knowledge of Keith's last name (gleaned from an AIM conversation) I asked if his sister worked at the SPC and he said yes.... suddenly I felt very compelled to read her Live Journal. It was very strange because there were all these posts about buying alcohol during a lunch break and secretly playing yahoo games and giving evil stares to the football players in the reading room.

So heres the thing - I know who she is, I've read her personal thoughts but she doesn't know me from Adam. I've wanted to go back up to the SPC and say hello, that I know her brother, but I would feel like such a giant dork. She's become kind of like a celebrity in my mind.... I also wonder if she knows that I know him seeing as she saw me conversing with Mike and Mike used to work there and lives with Keith, blah blah blah..... But right now I've just resigned to reading her live journal and feeling like a stalker. She's really cool though so I think I've picked a decent person to stalk....

I did leave a note on her journal and she responded - that was really exciting for a second until I realized that my excitement made me a stalker. Ugh, I either need a life or to do more homework.