i diary, therefore i live

wouldn't it be weird if i died, and you guys knew because my diary entries suddenly stopped? only, you wouldn't know for sure, because you don't really know who i am (do you?), you'd only suspect. maybe you'd just think i was being *particularly* lazy about updating ("dammit, what is going ON with that screw-assey bitch borogoves? who the hell does she think she IS with the not updating? she damn well better be dead or something." and then, one day, when you found out i *had* actually died, you'd be REALLY REALLY sorry, because you'd totally been unfeeling and selfish when my poor body had already left the realm of the living. gawd, you're SUCH a BITCH (or SON-OF-A-BITCH, whichever's appropriate)).

okay, when i die, one of you needs to track down my family and give them the url to this diary. i want them to read it AFTER I DIE. NOT BEFORE. got that?