A new kind of stranger has been born of instant messaging. The "I don't know how your screenname got into my buddylist" stranger. It's like a digital cousin of the "I hooked up with you once before" acquaintence, but not as awkward, serious, and far more nebulous, but the connections are there.
It's actually like Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. You know that you knew them, and you can assume, that at one point, you liked the person enough to put them in your buddylist, but any actual memories of the time you spent together is gone. Maybe you can try to see if you can be friends again, or maybe there's a reason you haven't talked to the person in two years. That's up to you.
Assignment: Find one of these strangers, which I will hereby entitle "Lacuna Strangers", and talk to them. At worst, it'll be a strange dip in the past. At best, you got a new friend.
It's actually like Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. You know that you knew them, and you can assume, that at one point, you liked the person enough to put them in your buddylist, but any actual memories of the time you spent together is gone. Maybe you can try to see if you can be friends again, or maybe there's a reason you haven't talked to the person in two years. That's up to you.
Assignment: Find one of these strangers, which I will hereby entitle "Lacuna Strangers", and talk to them. At worst, it'll be a strange dip in the past. At best, you got a new friend.





