assuage my Paul Dano obsession, I found a bunch of like-minded folk on Tumblr. We formed a little group, which someone nicknamed Paul Dano's Lonely Fan Club Band. So I've been over there a lot, mostly swapping pictures and analyzing "Swiss Army Man" and other movies. It's been really fun. All of the various people have different talents, which include making GIFs and researching foreign sites.Kate McKinnon at the 2016 IFC Awards
The only way to "chat", if you will, is to reblog, so the same entry gets blogged over and over again. It's very annoying. So one person opened a chat last night. I wasn't around.
This morning I have several personal messages from a more recent member. Seems the live chat went south when another member (who I've also been cultivating through email) basically said she's okay with pedophilia. When another member was grossed out, it totally went downhill. So the whole thing's fallen apart. It was only six of us at the most at any given time, mostly four.
Also, I was becoming friends with this person via email and using her as a beta for some upcoming stories. This online shit can be so insane.
I feel so sad. As I said, it was great fun. Earlier this morning I was chuckling to myself about how Jeff and I have usually called the people I know online my "imaginary friends". This is one more time when I remember that in many cases, I don't know who I'm dealing with. Recently I've been reaching out to more friends IRL and doing more, but shit.
Now I have a ton of Paul Dano stuff and nobody to share it with. Fuck my life.