On Following A Lesson in Networking: Reconnection with one of my past lives...

Tonight, in between bouts of Differential Equations (just like bouts of the fever, but less fun), I had a conversation with a friend I hadn't talked to in almost 4 years now. I mentioned her briefly when I was talking about [the difference a semester makes], and was thinking about her again last night during a period of insomnia in which I couldn't force myself to do homework. I found her via the magic of Google across the span of the Internets, via a Psych 335 class photo (I won't link out of respect), which led me to learn she's been at College at the University of Evansville, which led to a school email which led to a post on Lakeside Poetry's forums, which led to her LiveJournal. Now, before you accuse me of stalking, this was mere boredom on my part and was actually a fairly quick progression once I opened up Google. (I have this odd habit of multi-tasked searching, which meant I was often following false leads and good ones simultaneosly, and thus I would say the above took maybe 10 minutes.)

The remainder of my insomnia was spent reading her LiveJournal, which was like any other LiveJournal in the very contextual posts that are occaisionally tough to decipher outside of a certain social group. Even then, it was interesting to see the progression in which she moved from being what I remembered of her to what she is now. I actually predicted such a progression, at some point in the past, and so I wasn't too surprised by it.

It's almost funny, but she sounded like she had surrounded herself with people like me (passed a Something Awful test with a friend of hers, via her IM). This interests ...