Brüllkomische, schon etwas ältere Geschichte im Las Vegas Mercury. Eine Frau lernt in einer Bibliothek einen Mann kennen, sie finden einander ganz okay, verabreden sich, läuft prima, es geht auch ein bißchen was, sie verabreden sich, kurz vor dem erneuten Date googlet die Frau den Namen des Typen, mit dem sie sich gleich treffen wird, findet heraus, dass er ein Weblog hat, und, ach ja, er hat in seinem Weblog auch schon etwas über sie geschrieben:

Joe's Diary Thursday, 3:45pm

Met a sexy girl at the library. She sat across from me. The whole time, all I could think about was taking her in the stacks, just getting crazy dog-style sexy all up in that. All tantric and kama sutra up in the periodicals! Oh man. But I'm pretty inadequate sexually. Only been with five girls. Anyway, I ended up asking her out and we're going out tonight.

Friday, 2:15am

Library girl and I went out and had a great time. I was hoping she'd give me a hand job, but she didn't. I don't think she's a very good kisser, her tongue seemed really long to me. Not many women usually find me attractive so I'm kind of bummed about this tongue thing. I'd like to go to her house again and see if she'll give me a hand job. Sorry to be obsessing over hand jobs, but I just tried mushrooms for the first time...I'm 25 and just starting to take drugs! Yipee!

Friday, 4:27pm

Saw library girl at the library. We're going out tonight, though I'm gonna call her in about 10 minutes and suggest I just come over with a movie. I want to be a screenwriter and she wants to be a writer so maybe she'll find this really romantic and she'll give me a hand job.

...wie doof man(n) sein kann...

aber eine gute Geschichte hat es doch abgegeben.

Library girl ist auch eine Loserin: anstatt mit diesem Wissensvorsprung den Abend mit diary boy, der verpilzt in der Bibliothek an Hand- Job- Phantasien arbeitet, zu genießen...