self regulation.

I googled my email.

At the time it seemed like the only redeeming chance I had considering the poor results that search engines feed back to me when I google my actual name. If someone were stalking me via google, they would come to believe I was either an accountant or a porn star. Which is untrue, rigorous training programs aren't my thing, and neither of the two professions come naturally.

So I figured that my next best chance at stalking myself was my email, after all, I spend at least four hours a day refreshing it - half expecting for someone like Jon Stewart to email me begging me to work on his show, instead of the Long Island Power Authority telling me I can pay one dollar less on my electric bill and automatically be enrolled into their new savings program.

No bueno. 

Not only did I discover my blog, which mercifully mocked my life as an intern, free for any of my coworkers who all emailed me on a daily basis to find, but I discovered live journals from my freshman year of college, my sophomore year of high school, and one from 7th grade, where I was depressed because Brendan liked Sara better than me. Kids.

That being said, the job market is tough enough right now without some expert stalker/HR representative googling my email and finding these things. As is, if any future employers ever infultrated my facebook account, they would find out that I am active in campus social life in addition to loving Soco and having the Wedding Crasher rules memorized - half of which I try to live by on an almost daily basis.

So I bring you

Collateral Misinformation

the only answer I have to my google/email dilemma.

Bookmark it, blogroll it, whatever it is you do - the old blog will be offline in seven days and counting.