For the record, I live in a small town in Wisconsin. (Yeah, I guess I don't have to change the name of the state. I'm not quite that paranoid.) The name of this town is (wait for it) Cowtown. Stop laughing, dammit. Just say it a few times. Ana lives in a place called Cowtown. You have never heard me say anything else.

I attended college in Cowtown. Historic Miskatonic University, thankyaverymuch. While at good ole Misk U, I joined a fraternity, Delta Delta Tau. Yes. Yes I did.

Oh, come on now. You can't expect me to give up such a good line as calling my friends the Taunies! There is only so far I can take this whole privacy thing. Besides, all I'm doing is bringing the level of anonymity back to what I thought it was. If anyone from my real life who happens to be wandering through DiaryLand finds me, it's all over. There aren't that many people in the world who would be writing about the Taunies. (Even if I didn't call them that, I'm sure they'd be recognizable to anyone who knew them.) Once you factor in the ones who also write about waitressing and cats, the list of suspects shrinks right down.

All I've done is eliminated the possibility of a Tau somewhere saying "Hmm. I wonder where Pete's Alumni site is. I will do a search on "Delta Delta Tau." Ah, yes, that must be it. Wait a minute! What's this other site, "Yippie Skippie Wow, it's Delta Delta Tau." Good Gravy! It's Ana's Diary!"

(You know, spelling it all out like that, it occurs to me that it's not bloody likely. That's a fairly specific string of events. But it seemed much more likely than the average Tau landing in my journal via random surfing through DiaryLand. So I decided I had to do something about it.

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Of course, it's already too late. Mr and/or Ms Smythe has already found me. He and/or she has been sending me many disturbing e-mails. (Muahaha, Smythe! Behold how cleverly I have foiled you! Now, if anything happens to me, all these other good people will instantly flock to my aid! They will immediately converge upon my last known location, here in um, Cowtown, and...and...aw shit. I changed that. You're the only one who knows where I really live now.

Goddammit. I told you I wasn't cut out for this life of deception.

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