This girl I went to high school with keeps a blog, "High Heeled Poise." It's through Salon.com. I didn't even know Salon.com did blogs and I don't think I care for the interface. Nonetheless, here she is. When I knew her, everyone called her Kathy, but she apparently shortened it to Kat now. (I think if I could shorten my name to some cute animal word, I think I would too.)
I can't even remember, but I don't think Kat/Kathy/Kathleen and I graduated high school being especially friendly with each other. I honestly can't remember. It's been that long. Nonetheless, I can now know all kinds of personal stuff about her — that is, if it's there on the blog. (I haven't had time to read much of it yet.) I decided against contacting her because, really, what could I say that would be worth her time?
Anyone with a keyboard and a clue about how to use Google can find this blog fairly easily. (Until just a few days ago, my Blogger profile was the number one hit if you searched "[my name goes here]." This seems to have changed — I hope temporarily.) I wonder how many of my former classmates are reading this blog, quietly and anonymously. I wonder how many of them know about my personal life and decided against ever contacting me.