Kevin, who livens up my Spanish class (yes, I've begun collecting Kevins. If ever they outnumber the Michaels, I really don't know what I'll do), usually sits next to me so we can make sarcastic remarks very quietly. He saw some drawings and asked to see them (I stuck Spin and the face sketches and some random thing of Mak in my binder pocket for lack of elsewhere to put them). He got this thoughtful expression on his face. I noted that I was no longer tan, since I wasn't in marching band anymore, and he asked if I had a website a while back. I said yes, and he said he remembered seeing something that reminded him of me.
He was thinking of ML.
THAT creeped me out. Madness. What are the odds? the guy sitting next to me in Spanish was one of those visitors whose growing numbers I cooed over until I killed ML. Weird. Very weird.