I know that Grant Miller reigned as CP's RBOWIFLPI for less than a week, but you can now find him in my Perm-a-Link section at the right. Be sure to check in with him regularly.
Meanwhile, meet my latest cyberstalking subject: a law student in Trinidad named Jason.
I don't know what possesses me to cyberstalk some of these people. Jason's blog isn't designed to be particularly witty, entertaining or even informative. It appears to be merely a journal for his own life recordkeeping. Maybe that's why I find it fascinating enough to keep checking back. It's like reading someone's diary. Although, I must admit his blog is more entertaining than Ms. Boring Blogger's, and I keep reading that one, too.
Occasionally Jason posts entries making reference to some unnamed person having been a total bitch to him, but doesn't say who it is and doesn't explain what happened. Why do I need to read this? But for some reason, I do. I'm one sick fuck.
Having seen Jason through the end of his undergrad years in Barbados, and now through law school in Trinidad (I think he is graduating now) I am anxious to see where he'll end up. He has mentioned the possibility of moving to Canada or somewhere else. He currently lives with his parents, and seeing as how he hates his father, I suppose he'll want to move fairly soon.
I've been learning about Trinidad in his blog. Due to their extreme multiculturalism, they have about one celebration of some kind per week, and Jason usually describes what he gets to eat at each festival. As soon as you start talking food, you have me hooked. I loved learning about their Carnival tradition of "J'ouvert" where they paint their bodies with mud, frolic about and eat lots of tasty treats. Perhaps I should move to Trinidad.
He includes a picture of himself in many of his posts, sometimes in his boxer shorts so that he can show his progress (or more often his disappointment at the lack thereof) from his rarely sustained exercise programs.
Oh, and Jason likes going to clubs and drinking. I remember liking to do that sort of thing once upon a time. Funny thing is, I am rarely willing to pay for cocktails out anymore. It's so damn expensive. I don't know how these twentysomethings afford it. But anyway, Jason's favorite drink is vodka cranberry.
I also find it endearing how he always wishes himself a Merry Christmas or a Happy Birthday.
This is ridiculous. I need to get a fucking life. If Jason links back to this he'll probably take down his blog and notify the authorities.