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Ohmigod! I was just looking at what people have searched for, and one of the phrases is Ken Klukas - he's my high school German teacher with whom I've been massively infatuated with since I was 15. Was it him? Does he do ego-googles? Was he the anonymous person who commented earlier? My heart is pounding.

Come little bloggers, gather ‘round your ol’ Auntie devon and she’ll tell you a story... one of arranging to have coffee with a man she idolized since the very first time she met him... one of being so excited about being able to have coffee (well, iced tea and coke) for hours (!) while talking about literature and life and yet NEVER touching on anything personal. Because of him I made another stab at reading Harding and Dickens. Did I mention this is a man who speaks multiple languages, plays (I believe) multiple instruments, can sing and can quote passages from his favourite books. I come from a generation where quoting Monty Python is fucking cool. While we were talking, a few of his students came up to chat with him (because he is that kind of teacher) and I flashed back to when I was in high school. Whenever we saw him with a woman we would totally pounce on it - were they dating? Having sex? Was he in a better mood when he came in the next day? And I kept wondering if these students did the same thing, only with me as the woman. Too strange.

I know very little about this man, ultimately. He’s Catholic, has a good relationship with his family and mother, has at least one older sister who was popular in high school. It was listening to him describe his experiences at the U of A that helped seal my decision to study here.

Like there is any chance I will sleep tonight!

7.2.05 21:42

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(11.2.05 02:33)
What? You've never written "Ken Klukas" on here, have you?
You realize if he ever does ego-Google, he'll find this and you'll be outed. But you probably want that, don't you?
Passive-aggression - it's not just for the mentally ill!

(11.2.05 10:21)
Yes, I wrote his name on a post that I made private. and when you google his name, you can see part of it. It was that stupid long survey thing. He and Paul Martin (not the prime minister) who are listed as my fav teachers.
If he finds this, what? He'll know someone has a flame for him. Not a bad thing. And if someone tells him, same deal. "Gee, a former student lusts after you" can't be too bad to hear.
And in honesty, it was a couple of hours after I wrote this that it even occured to me that the info might get back to him. I was just so shocked to see his name there. My instinct was to write and you've made me an addict. She says, passively with a hint of agression.

(11.2.05 14:15)
Don't get snippy w/ me, missy. I was just sayin'.
I've made a couple of entries private and I'm not sure how they work. What's the point if you're the only one who sees it? As far as I can see, people can't even see they're there at all.

(11.2.05 15:05)
I wanna see that entry, now that I've Googled it!

(11.2.05 21:25)
I wasn't being snippy. I thought I was being clever... sigh. I guess I made one joke this week you laughed at and I shouldn't push it.
Yes, no one other than you has access to prive entries. What's the point? Well, once upon a time, people write journals that were entirely private in order to think, organize their thoughts, reflect.... And then Anais Nin changed the world. I doubt blogging would even exist without her.
I made it private becuase it is long and stupid. And that means you have to be very nice to me if you want me to expose my stupidity for a second time.